TM Topics: Personal Ad, What was the bigget lie you ever told?
Personal Ad:
I have never written a personal ad. Why start now?
Okay, okay. I'll give it a shot. 30-something year old emergancy room doctor desires companion. Must be willing to put up with erratic mood swings, and even more erratic work schedule. Understanding of addiction a must. Must not be attracted to bank account.
God, that sounds awful. And, it doesn't matter. I've found my true love. It's taken a long time, and a lot of false starts. But this time, with Kim, I'm pretty sure it's the real thing...
Lies:
My biggest lie? "I'm fine." Easy enough. Two simple words. "I'm fine." When I knew it wasn't true. Inside, I was anything but fine. I was dead. Or close to it. The drugs had consumed me. I didn't know who I was, and I had passed the point of caring. So I said "I'm fine" when I knew I wasn't.
The result? An intervention. Right there in the hospital. They cornered me. And I still denied everything. Abby had seen me. I was caught. I knew there was no way out. And still I lied.
Benton was there. Benton was the one...maybe the only one...who coul have reached me. Thank God he didn't listen. Thank God he didn't believe what I said. He went with me to Atlanta, he stayed with me until I was checked in to the clinic.
I was skipped over for the position of Chief Resident at the hospital because of my addiction. That was really hard to deal with. But I understood. I'd messed up, big time. But I had also learnt the lesson. Thankfully, I'd been there long enough and had proven myself countless times, and I was granted a chance to prove myself once again.
I have never written a personal ad. Why start now?
Okay, okay. I'll give it a shot. 30-something year old emergancy room doctor desires companion. Must be willing to put up with erratic mood swings, and even more erratic work schedule. Understanding of addiction a must. Must not be attracted to bank account.
God, that sounds awful. And, it doesn't matter. I've found my true love. It's taken a long time, and a lot of false starts. But this time, with Kim, I'm pretty sure it's the real thing...
Lies:
My biggest lie? "I'm fine." Easy enough. Two simple words. "I'm fine." When I knew it wasn't true. Inside, I was anything but fine. I was dead. Or close to it. The drugs had consumed me. I didn't know who I was, and I had passed the point of caring. So I said "I'm fine" when I knew I wasn't.
The result? An intervention. Right there in the hospital. They cornered me. And I still denied everything. Abby had seen me. I was caught. I knew there was no way out. And still I lied.
Benton was there. Benton was the one...maybe the only one...who coul have reached me. Thank God he didn't listen. Thank God he didn't believe what I said. He went with me to Atlanta, he stayed with me until I was checked in to the clinic.
I was skipped over for the position of Chief Resident at the hospital because of my addiction. That was really hard to deal with. But I understood. I'd messed up, big time. But I had also learnt the lesson. Thankfully, I'd been there long enough and had proven myself countless times, and I was granted a chance to prove myself once again.