On Day 9.
Hi All,
On my ninth day without my old lover Copenhagen. We spent a little over a decade and a half together and while she wasn't very attractive, she stunk, and was an overall rather expensive companion, I thought I loved, no "needed" her. That was until I realized what a controlling bitch she was. I would lie, steal, and cheat just to be with her and I needed to be with her daily, multiple times a day.
Then it happened, I don't know how exactly but, it was as if a switch was turned on and for the first time I realized what an abusive, humiliating relationship I was in. I certainly wasn't in control the "nic bitch" was. Being a proud man I had a hard time with this as I always thought I was in control of my actions, till I was completely honest with myself and gave those actions a hard look. Turns out I'm an addict.
There, I said it "I'M AN ADDICT"! Wow that's powerful it really puts this in context of how serious it is. No longer is it just a "bad habit" like biting your nails or popping your knuckles, this is serious shit. Merriam-Webster's definition of an addict is --to devote or surrender (oneself) to something habitually or obsessively; man that was me and my bitch Cope.
Since I recognize that I evidently have a bit of an addictive personality I'll replace my addiction to dip with posting here and garnering strength and resolve from you all. In Merriam's words "I devote myself to habitually" post here. Help me get through this guys the withdrawal symptoms are a mother fucker but I WILL NOT BE CONTROLLED ANYMORE!!!
gijo
p.s.-- I'm really new to this whole forum thing (I don't even have facebook) so help on how to do this would be nice i.e., is this intro too much?, how/where do I do roll?, do I just pop in or do I have to contact someone first, etc, etc,
Sorry I just have no idea........