Jagged Little Edges

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive – Walter Scott Her friends and family tell her – her son’s an addict. But she doesn’t believe them. Her world is spinning out of control. Her mind races. Her days are consumed by pain and worry. People think they know her…
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There are times I wonder….. Who am I? I’m aware of being a woman and a daughter, a sister and a niece, a wife and a mother, and unbelievably (at least to me because in my minds eye I’m forever young) a grandmother. I’m a counselor and an author and a recovering alcoholic and addict.
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