Memories

It’s been 8 years since I picked up Crack. 7.5 since I had an alcoholic drink.

I feel like I *should* be celebrating. But I’m depressed.
It doesn’t help that I had a horrible, stressful and humiliating waste of time assessment by ATOS on Monday.

It’s been hard, I don’t know how I’ve done it at times, and I’ve been sorely tempted too many times.

But October has become associated with death of loved ones. It’s been a year since a dear friend passed away and 4 years since my grandmother passed. And I feel sad.

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