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Getting Better

August 11, 2017

The words were said in that instant and I was at a pause.

The world spun around me and I felt out of place.

Above my body, I saw everything happening to me.

This can’t be real.

This can’t be happening.

The chill ran down my spine like an electrical impulse.

The hurt welled in my eyes and heart from an outside source.

They’re gone and we’re alone now.

They’ve left and I’m marooned now.

The first step in recovery is to state that you have a problem.

The first step in my recovery is to add a problem.

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