Just about there.
My withdrawal symptoms come and go – I have good and bad days. About the thing I was talking about before that I can’t talk about – she’s home but it was told she shouldn’t be. She should be in a nursing home. She fights that of course.
I wanna hide in a hole and never come out but I’m holding true to Psalms 22:5 (NKJV) They cried to You, and were delivered; They trusted in You, and were not ashamed.(The “they” here would be me)
Now please pardon me while I throw up….