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Life is on it's way up. I just got a job at the Macaroni Grill as a Bus-boy, and I start my intensive training on Saturday. At least I don't have to worry about job insecurity anymore. Still miss the kids, though. It's going to be really hard with little pay until I start serving tables. Bus boy's don't make anything, and they're expected to be on their feet forever.
I'm proud to say that nearly all drugs are out of my system. Temptation is still there, but I'm not yielding to it. I'm doing better than I was. I still drink now and then, but I'm working on slowing down; I'm almost certain it accounts for most of my depression, and I tell myself whenever I start to feel down that alcohol is probably the cause (or at least a stepping-stone for my internal chemical reactions).
It's all about finding time for other things and people. I still have a lot to do and recover from, but at least now I'm feeling a little better about myself and the decisions I'm making.
I'm proud to say that nearly all drugs are out of my system. Temptation is still there, but I'm not yielding to it. I'm doing better than I was. I still drink now and then, but I'm working on slowing down; I'm almost certain it accounts for most of my depression, and I tell myself whenever I start to feel down that alcohol is probably the cause (or at least a stepping-stone for my internal chemical reactions).
It's all about finding time for other things and people. I still have a lot to do and recover from, but at least now I'm feeling a little better about myself and the decisions I'm making.