Hear No Evil, See No Evil, Speak No Evil.

Nobody knows the REAL me. Nobody knows how many times I’ve sat by myself and cried, how many times I’ve lost HOPE, how many times I’ve been let down. Nobody knows how many times I’ve had to hold back tears, how many times I’ve felt like I’m about to snap but don’t. Nobody knows the thoughts that have gone through my head and how horrible they really are.
You know my Name.
Not my Story.
You see me Laugh and Smile.
Not my Pain.
You notice my Fears.
Not my Nightmares.
You can read my Lips.
Not my Mind.
Unlike others, I can’t drink my problems away. I can’t celebrate triumphs by using drugs. I can’t talk to those that don’t understand. Plugged into my Recovery Program I know a Depressant doesn’t help Depression. Even the one’s closest to me can’t understand me. It’s hard some days but I don’t drink or pick up. I speak to outside professional help for my medicine. Brain disease, Drinking disease, or Thinking disease I don’t like feeling this way but I must overcome.

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