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Never. Thought. Possible.
I am sitting here at my desk, tears streaming down my cheeks from all the love and support today.
I told myself so many times, "I hope the boys are grown before I get throat cancer."
Almost accepting my fate, knowing that I was slowly killing myself day by day.
There was nothing to do, I've tried before and failure upon failure.
KTC saved my life, I will forever be indebted.
Skol
Thanks for chronicling your experience over the last 700+ days. I'm guessing you have little idea of the affect you have had on people who are struggling with this addiction. Your name is one of the few that I remember through the fog of the earlier days. Your encouragement and support certainly helped me to push through the suck. It was also evident early that you were one not to piss off.
I choose the text above to quote b/c it is very familiar to me. I spent years hoping I wouldn't be diagnosed until my kids were a little older and less dependent on me. What an asshole! A selfish asshole with no balls!! I accepted my fate many a night, laying in bed, trying to fall asleep through the guilt.
You and KTC have kept me on the right path. Yet even today, 155 days in, I do not trust myself. I need you and KTC to stay straight. I appreciate you man. Thanks for the support and for leading by example.
Hold the line man.
PTBQWYT my friend.
