There was a moment in my addiction-plan-to-recover (that is, I had admitted I had a problem but I hadn’t stopped doing the thing) when I was perusing a meeting blog. Someone commented something along the lines of “If your partner was the addict, how would you react?”. The majority response was “with love” because… they are clearly hurting and need healing, and you can only heal yourself well when you have a foundation of people who love you, to do that.
I happened to be on a bus at the time I considered that question, and I burst into fucking tears.
I’d be so sad if Ian was an addict.
It’s dumb that I can’t be sad for myself for it. Yet here I am.
My 12 year old was suspended from school on Thursday. She punched another kid 4 times in the head. They were friends before this, but I think the play went too far. She’s self harmed since being home, worse than before. It’s on her face as well. I had to tell her Dad because he is having her on Monday so she can be supervised while I work. Emergency psych meeting on Wednesday… I hope it helps.
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