Monday, July 17, 2006

God

My disease doesn’t want me to be happy. It doesn't want me to be successful. It wants me to fall down on my face. As for my family it wants no part. The more pain I have the better. It wants me. It resides inside my head. You can call it what ever the hell you want the voices, satan, the committee, whatever. The fact remains that I need to work the steps and have a God that is loving, caring and wants me to be happy. I know I deserve that.

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