In the many long months when I entered the dark night of the soul there were times I couldn't see how I was going to survive. I didn't want to live but I did...so far. I begged and cried and cried some more. I still cry but I don't beg. I've suffered and seen suffering of others. But I'm still...
country: united states
dark night
deep love
drug addiction
equal opportunity disease
little room
many long months
mutual friends
onepointaddiction
small group
