My old girlfriend gave me this.  I posted a similar message a whil 
ago.
        this one just has a newer twist that the last one.
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        I hate your meetings. I hate your 12 steps.  In fact, I hate anybody
        who has anything to do with a recovery program.  Allow me to 
ntroduce
        myself.....
        I am your addiction.
        I am known to many in your program as "cunning, baffling and 
powerful".
        And yet, i did not come uninvited.  You chose me.  In fact, you 
        welcomed me with open arms.
        I was your courage, your strength and your hope.  I took away your
        feelings of being shy, angry, lonely, tired, hungry, and happy.
        Eventually, I took away any feeling you ever had until you were 
nothing
        but an empty shell - void of any feelings at all.
        When we first met, you said that you didn't deserve all the good 
things
        you had in life.  I was the only one who agreed with you and was more 
        than happy to take it all away from you.  But now you claim to have
        found a better way?  You say that you have found a Higher Power?  HA!
        I thought I was your Higher Power.
        Wasn't it me you used to turn to every morning and pray that I would
        stay down in your guts?
        Wasn't it me that you used to ask to steady your nerves an give you 
        courage to face the world again?
        I thought it would be you and me forever - friends to the end.  
        And damn it, I almost had you until the end.  But I let you slip away 
        from me.  I had wrapped around my finger.  I could make you beg, 
barrow
        and steel just to have me.  I had you at the point of believing that
        suicide was the only way out...
        ...until your so-called Higher Power came to the rescue.
        But thats ok.  I'm patient - I can wait.  You can't see me, but 
ou'll
        always remember me.  And every once in a while, I'll remind you that
        I'm still here waiting for you to return.  So until we meet again....
        (If we meet again), I wish you a long painful, suffering death like
        you could have had with me.
        
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        To those of you who are having a rough time of it in recovery,
        I hope that this sheds a bit of lite on what is out there for
        you.  The same holds true for those who are on what is known as
        the pink cloud stage of recovery.  The cloud is not forever
        and can sometimes be a dangerous place to be.  
        Hope you all got something from this post.
                                                Marty
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