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4/20

by lynda-kerby

i was so freaked out when i took couple of hits off that joint this morning cuz my first thought that there was no way that i was gonna be able to drink enough water to pass my piss test in a couple of days and then i was so mortified that i would have to go back to day 1 of my recovery losing over 15 months of clean time- THEN I ROLLED OVER and in my half consciousness i realized to my relief that it was ONLY A DREAM and i was fully awake by then and i got out of bed mad at my brain tricking me, glad that I hadn't relapsed and in tears I got out of bed and on my knees and thanked my Higher Power for this blessed gift of recovery!!! I don't know if it was being on the nicoderm patch, PAWS (post acute withdrawal syndrome), or what, but I kinda think i will blame it it being 4/20
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Apr 20, 2014
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