m gonna make this brief, leave out a lot of details, sorta just summarize my visit, then dwell on
the aftermath
of my addiction and what may be
the root
of the disaster I currently find myself swelled up inside.]
Now, that "Smoke reeking, over eating excuse of a Woman" that woke me up in the early morning just happened to be the counselor. And when I walked into her little disaster of an office, only 4' X 8', my first reaction was, "Geez, you stink like smoke".