I love my life now. I have a nice house in a nice neighborhood. A good woman that works. I was clean for 2 years. I thought I could go around my family and my old friends and be fine. She told me it was a bad ideal but i didn't listen. Next thing I know I stold her credit cards and maxed them out. I got cash to get high. She asked me about it I lied. It's the season I can explain missing money for x-mas. I was going to tell the truth but she has given me so many chances. My friend well partner in drugs got mad at me and told her what I did. She forgave me and told me it was the last chance. She got me into a support group and drove me there. It was going well until i started getting high with the people in the support group. I don't know what my question is. I just needed someone to talk to. Someone that understands I don't do these things because I want to. I don't know what is lacking that causes me to do what I do. I know I need help it is just so hard.
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