You know lately I’ve been telling everybody about my addiction. I used to live in shame and then I went to rehab and I still felt crappy about the entire situation but something must have clicked. For some odd reason.. I have told the plumber, and the next door neighbor about my recovery …. I know that they don’t care either way but I feel some inherent need to tell the world now. This is very different. And the cool part is people aren’t shunning me for it. It is so cool to be accepted for my faults. This is something and it has me sort of buffaloed. Either that or a lot of people have some bad skeletons in their closet and my stuff is nothing….. anyway…… it’s nice for a change for me. I may swing back to being tight lipped about it again but for now I am opening up to the world.