Oh well, here it is Day 12...that is until about 2 hours ago. Now I have about 4 beers in me. I feel like I'm going crazy. I guess noone really wants to talk to anyone who is under the influence of alcohol. Believe me, I know that I am in the devil's hands now. This just can't be the beginning of another binge. My 14 year old's court date is Wed. for 2 having pot and gang related activity on himself at school. My husband has been having an affair since May. I feel like I'll be the bag lady before long and my sweet son will be in the hands on whomever DFCS feels is better parents for him. My husband has a gun in there. I'm just afraid that I'll aim at the wrong place and be disfigured and still have to put up with this b...s... life. How can there be a God? Wah, wah, wah
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