getting divorced.shit.it doesn't look good in print.and i feel shame.
went to AA yesterday and it turned out to be a meeting for parents but also for whoever.
there I met my friend Jeff,he's almost 60(!),but is a good fucking person and his heart is in the right place.
he's into music like the Dolls,Zeppelin,stones which he owns a shit ton of boots.
I got Paris Burnin by the new york dolls cuz he happened to have a spare copy.
this music cheered me up a bit.
I don't want to relapse or whatever over this.
fuck,i don;t know what to do.
I have daily conversations with a therapist which my father who lives in another country pays for.
I'm 40 and recovering from heroin without a job and with mental illness too.
I guess just try to hit as many meetings as possible…..
hard to leave the house.
peace out everyone,life is changing.