Three calls between Ann Arbor and Ft. Wayne.
Susan sat in a booth at the House of Pancakes, deep sadness in her eyes and a slump in her shoulders. Profound sadness in her heart. Long hug. It's misty.
"She called me crying, begging me to turn around to bring her home. She said she's not safe. The other Tom is using and she can't stay there. At Chris', it's all boys."
"Call your sponsor. Go to the meeting tonight. Tell your story. Ask for help. Use your skills to find a solution instead of finding drugs. You can do it."
"Why can't I come home?"
"You were home this week and used everyday. You hung out with BF Tom. You lied. You stole money. Same old stuff. We love you. The answer is no!"
It breaks your heart. When all else fails, do the right thing. We're trying.
Susan is strung pretty tightly. With her job she finds relief yet loses time. A new tension, but some escape. Even as you read this post you experience another reality of this battle: the effects of addiction touches all.
Love endures!
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I talked to her briefly last night right after her meeting, before she grabbed all of her stuff to move to her sponsor's house. Sounds like she listened a little. You've actively done more than most people would, probably more than most people should, and you can only give her love and moral/emotional/spiritual support at this point. Stay strong!
I was falling asleep last night praying for Sarah to hear God and to wake up. Please wake up Sarah please.
That is what I keep saying. I hope she feels me. For all of those times I have looked at Sarah with less than the love that is true for her, I am so sorry. Does she know about this blog? Does she read it? Does she know we all care? We want her to go home, but without the evil addiction she keeps choosing. Sarah, come home. The real Sarah come home. Let us love you. Let us help support you so you can find healing. It hurts so much to think of losing you. It's not time for you to give up and go now. Please let go. The picture Dad puts on today's thoughts really move me. I love you all so much and am so sad by all this. Love Erin
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