Thank you Anita

I feel the need to fake it all the time. No-one wants to hear about my problems. In fact, even alluding to my mental state has been ignored by my two closest contacts. My wife as well. She is avoiding me. No physical contact. I feel like a leper. So that’s my truth. I feel alone in my crisis. Not allowed to express it.

Money and possessions? Well, we need some of them to survive and live decent lives. I wanted to provide for my family. Put a roof over their heads. I don’t care about me. But I want them to be ok. My daughter is small, and I want her to be ok.

I like the analogy about the ants. I am trying to keep going.

Never heard of radical acceptance. That’s a new one for me. Serenity prayer I do know well. Thirteen years sober one month ago, so learned the prayer early on.

Peace