My CFDA box came in the mail today....and promptly was dropped off at FedEx with its return label. Had to call my Mom to let her know about the box. She was about as excited as I was and also couldn't believe the contents were as bad as they were. We both concurred someone has probably lost a job over this debacle.
Work sucked today. Combination of super slow and the awfulness of getting played by an addict. I knew she was playing me, she knew I knew, but it was my story against hers, and there was nothing I could do. My favorite was the no limp on the way in, and the exaggerated limp on the way out. Addicts are just super frustrating to me. There is so much more to live for. Yes, pain is real and chronic but taking too much consistently makes me sad. She said on her way out that she was moving...and sadly a small part of me was glad.
My parting remark...life is too precious to waste. If you need help, get it.
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