Lost Boy

I’m a 34 month old toddler!

I’m reliving my life all over again. I’m scared yet curious. I’m confused but eagar. I’m living to learn but learning to live. I need to be coddled yet fight to be independent. I was a product of my environment. A lost boy looking up to his dark environment. I made the choice to be the addiction. But the addiction overtook me.

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Watchful eyes became intriguing eyes, intriguing eyes became deceptive eyes. It was fun and games until misery and boredom. I was always that scared little boy in a grown man’s body. Every year my body grew but my mind stayed stagnant. My only way to communicate was babbling and gibberish. Just Say No meant Just Say Yes.

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Fearful lies or hidden truths this little boy thought he was hiding his addictions. Sneaky behaviors became fuck its. I was a rebellion hellion. Terrible 2s. I’m sorry this little boy grew up too fast and made a hurtful impact on those he loved. He thought he was only harming himself and not those around him. From Detox to Sobriety to Recovery this journey is my rebirth.

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