Distant ambivilence
"Daybreak": which i've been referring to as 'the eclipse', rather stupidly.
Apparently the Summerhill style residential rehab I lived in has continued in its new, half-way house philosophy. (Darn those two crazy addicts --out of several thousand-- who brought down the boom one summer night a year ago!!)
My anger is spent, and I'm not even sure if I have an opinion on the matter anymore. A house with dual diagnosis addicts would seem to need a lot of extra structure, though Daybreak had apparently operated for years with Summerhill freedom.
I did expect to miss the place. But no, not in the least.
I owe amends there for being dismissive and treating some staff with angry contempt as each new rule was posted.
Something tells me I wouldn't have stayed long enough to survive, if Daybreak was like it is today, though.
Only those of us who moved into bonafide Sober Houses are still in recovery after a year. These homes allow complete freedom; you're simply sharing a house with other recovering alcoholics/junkies and the only rule is to stay sober and use the common sense you would living in any other group situation.
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Did she really leavve you?
Did you like laugh at one of her shameful secrets? Hahahah!
well actually she said she was going to tell me a secret but substituted something totally predictable and mundane. So no, i didn't laugh.
has that happened to you recently? EH?
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OH. You mean the pooka.
She's back.
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