Please....tell her to go to hell....she doesn't care about you.
This is my journey thru the hell of my son's heroin and meth addiction, rehab and hopefully one day recovery. I hope that by sharing my journal that it might help others not feel so alone. This is my therapy. This is where I keep the ugly.
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Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Murder
I just knew....knew that because I had not heard from you in four days that you quit rehab. Quit trying. I can't compete with her. She has a hold over you that I can't get the upper hand on....this is a hand that you have let go of....let go of her. I know you know how much I love you, how much your friends love you...she is just using you, she wants your soul. You have to fight....we (unfortunately) can't fight this for you...as much as we want to, you have to fight. If she were an actual person, I would be convicted of murder, a murder I would be happy to spend time in prison for. Because to murder her means you would be free of her hold.
Please....tell her to go to hell....she doesn't care about you.
Please....tell her to go to hell....she doesn't care about you.
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