A bad day.
My name is Brian, and I am an addict. I got clean and sober on 12/4/1993, and today I found out that a biopsy that I had 1/3 came back as malignant. This will be the 10th recurrence of the cancer in 41 years. (I was diagnosed on 10/17/1983.)
It is a rough time during a day that was pretty good otherwise. I am not going to drink or drug over this because I was told 31 years ago that "there is no situation so fucked up that you can't make worse by getting fucked up."
It's not a bad day, it's a bad moment. It may get worse before it gets better, but I have survived worse.
Remember to stay in charge of whatever is trying to control you. Only you can control you, and every decision has a consequence.
My name is Brian, and I am an addict. I got clean and sober on 12/4/1993, and today I found out that a biopsy that I had 1/3 came back as malignant. This will be the 10th recurrence of the cancer in 41 years. (I was diagnosed on 10/17/1983.)
It is a rough time during a day that was pretty good otherwise. I am not going to drink or drug over this because I was told 31 years ago that "there is no situation so fucked up that you can't make worse by getting fucked up."
It's not a bad day, it's a bad moment. It may get worse before it gets better, but I have survived worse.
Remember to stay in charge of whatever is trying to control you. Only you can control you, and every decision has a consequence.