Today has been one of the hardest I have had. It's day 19 and I am still quit. I will remain quit!
Emotions have filled my day. I have cried (like a little kid), ate more than I care to admit and felt uneasy about most everything today.
Tonight I made my first phone call. I called two of the brothers that have been looking out for me, sending me messages and giving me words of encouragement. I made the first call at 7:55pm and did not get off the phone until just after 9pm. To say the least, both of them raised my spirit and I feel a ton better.
I decided to log on and write a little before continuing with my night. I have come to believe the can has controlled me in many more ways than I initially imagined. After thinking about everything over that last 19 days, I have come to a few conclusions. I cannot quit on my own and I must ask for help. If I can beat chew, then there is nothing in my life I cannot change (Thanks brothers). I don't have to worry anymore.
Worrying: Someone once told me, worrying is preparing for something that hasn't happened yet. I have spent way to much time on worrying and not living.
Tomorrow is day 20. Have a good night my brothers and sisters.
FunnyLatino 'archer'