The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
I sit in the corner like a little child, who 's been caught makint a mess.
Why is that I can do nothing right? Why do I hurt the one's I love..
Why do I feel like a buzzard in flight, chasing the peaceful loving dove..
These questions I can't answer right now, because I don't understand why I live... I really don't know why or how..Because I don't understand why I live..
Surely life has a better rewared..Than constant confusion and hurt.
There's something more to look forward to, than a painful and lonely heart.
Someday I hope to find this peace, that everyone tell me about, there's bound to be a way for me, to get my messed up life figured out.
But until I find this peace in my world that will give purpose in all that i do...I'll just sit in my corner with a smile on my face.
And no one will know that I'm gray, dull, brown and blue.
I reeived this in the mail from an addict that I love but can no longer live with....
I can't even imagine what you must have felt when you read that.......so much pain in his words. It makes me cry to think of the pain of an addict.....and makes me cry to think of the pain of those of us that love them.