Junkie... whoa that one really hurt!
It started with a song I heard on the radio yesterday, a song I used to sing to Al when he was little. It sent my emotions off. I can't help it. He's my SON.
I messaged two people I love, two people I trusted, two people in my family. I just typed what I was feeling at the moment, I was venting. The condescending messages that followed crush me. Out of all the words that where said the one that rang the loudest to me was the word “junkie”. I quote... "He's a junkie" It pierced my heart and left me wounded. I’m not sure I can recover from that one?!