Damn. I have been struggling more than ever the last few days. FUCK!
The nic-bitch has been perched on my left shoulder for about 4 days now, whispering in my ear, telling me how one can of grizzly won't hurt me. The bitch keeps reminding me about all the times we'd spent together.
This morning I was reading a bunch of posts on KTC, thinking about the nic-bitch on my left shoulder. Each time I read another post, something happened...the KTC angel on my right shoulder grew stronger louder than before. Telling the nic-bitch to shut the fuck up, then telling me to tell the nic-bitch to be cool...like..."bitch, be cool"...you know like Jules would say.
Next thing I knew, the KTC angel when straight Road House on the nic-bitch.
That was cool.
KTC is like the Chuck Norris of Support Groups.
My theropy is rambling as I type.