This poem has to do with Self-help and attending Narcotics Anonymous meetings and getting better.
There is also a little religion involved here. As I have mentioned in previous poems a few years ago, my Mom grew up a Christian Scientist and taught those principles to us, her four children. It did not quite work on me, however! ........
Sixty-Eight days clean, YET I had not been attending meetings every day. Things had been getting over-whelming. I am getting so mean, only time will be a telling!
This drug had been leaving my system, I am finding the “real” me! I am sometimes “sweet”, mostly nice; yet naughty there is a side to me!
I grew up without knowing Jesus Christ and the Holy Bible. (It is rather a long story) Mom took that access away from me at age four, when she divorced Dad.
I never realized it till I was at the hospital; I have much anger about the divorce!
Yes, the feelings are there and I cannot recall too many memories, but I am dealing with it and almost over it now.
Yes, I know, that was “In the Past”, but I still have to deal with the feelings and process it in my own mind before I can forgive. Understand? Thank you.
Written by Becca P Lang (Henry) on June 1st, 2005 6pm CST, DST. All rights reserved!
Updated on June 11th, 2005 at 11:50pm CST, DST. All rights reserved!
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