I lock away my emotions and avoid things that cause me to become enraged. I stay away from the bottle and the pills. I hold fast to my friends for they are the lifeline that keeps me sane. I cannot loose control no matter how good it would feel. I fight this battle daily, the urges are sometimes strong. The stress of emotional turmoil makes me want to drown myself in a chemical bath that will **** my senses, but I must remain strong. The animal is in it's cage for now, but I am not for sure how long, I can contain the force of my addiction, before the beast within wins out.