I remember when I marbled out of the recovery center over 2 1/2 years ago. I was terrified of what lied out of the secured area of the center. If my wife was leaving, did my kids hate me, had I been fired from my job, what are the neighbors going to say and what are my brother and sisters going to think. The world was moving too fast when I walked out of the doors and got into my car. My wife drove me home and I was scared of the unknown. I was going home as a labeled man, however I was the one who crossed the line.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Marbled Out
I remember when I marbled out of the recovery center over 2 1/2 years ago. I was terrified of what lied out of the secured area of the center. If my wife was leaving, did my kids hate me, had I been fired from my job, what are the neighbors going to say and what are my brother and sisters going to think. The world was moving too fast when I walked out of the doors and got into my car. My wife drove me home and I was scared of the unknown. I was going home as a labeled man, however I was the one who crossed the line.
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