UP AT THE CRACK OF THE MORING , i cant say dawn since its still dark and cold as heck outside. brought in the new year with 142 days under my belt and at midnight when it was time to beat the wooden spoon on the pan it broke, of course i thought o crap my ma will be mad as ever but we are just gonna look at it as if i broke the spoon of bad habits. I know im not out the woods yet but it is time i can say im not even wanting to get high or even desire such type of people in my life. im not judgemental of them but i can love them as gods children but i am no longer attracted to them. i guess when i think about it ive always had an addictive personality as far back as middle school atleast,wanting the popular kids clothes and hair styles. i was more of a drifter i got along with everyone but my heart always went out to the underdogs and that began my actual first shot at drugs Period.