Don't worry about a thing.

I'm not dead. I haven't posted in a while because I'm loving life.

I made it through thirty days of intense inpatient rehab. I am in therapy and am attending Narcotics Anonymous meetings. My boyfriend went through some counseling while I was away as well, and it really helped him understand.

You can kinda see the change in me. I wear the same clothes, I do my hair and makeup the same, I live in the same house . . . but where you really see the change is in my family.

My boyfriend is much more romantic with me. He makes me nice dinners. We go OUT now. We can TALK, because it's actually ME talking and not the meth.

My daughter is even more of a ray of sunshine than she was when mommy was on drugs. She had her first sleepover last weekend and loved it! Her friends could actually come over because mommy wasn't smoking a bowl or sticking a needle in her veins. Mommy wasn't fighting with dad, wasn't going crazy.

(I can't believe how smart she is . . . )

I feel great. I know I am early in the journey, but I feel absolutely positive that this time, I will stay clean.
 
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