72 days. No word. No message. No contact. Only the pain of you leaving. Pain of how you left. Pain of who you will go back to. You’ve been dancing with your demons for seven months. Then a message...phone calls...you are finally ready to stop. You made an appointment for intake. No more. I was right about everything. Do I want to see you. Of course I do. You are my drug. Your drug is the devil personified in meth. Mine is you. Then before I can choose or reject a fix...I get the call that you’ve been arrested. #addiction #wordsofwhiskey #amberlenses #love #coaddiction #scotirishgirl #whiskeyinamasonjar #methisthedevil #recovery #onedayatatime #writersofinstagram #words #cathartic #faith #hope #love #trustiseverything #hellcatmaggiewhiskey #masonjar