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When Making Friends In Rehab

When making friends in rehab remember not to get too attached. In fact you may be better off skipping the friends thing altogether. What they don't tell you walking in there is that you might never see these people again.

That guy that looks like Eminem but hugs you when you when you needed it. The one woman who smokes cigars to celebrate every night she made it through. The people who race to finish the cat puzzle first. Well, it'll probably be days. I mean statistically somebody has to do it.

But somewhere there's a man on a hill saying good riddance because they do not contribute to society in the way he desires. The way he teased right but Donna she looked me in the eyes and told me I was beautiful. Told me she loved me like a daughter. Asked if she could take me home with her loose photo go hope I did not yet know for myself connected with me on levels I did not think a man two and a half times my age could understand. We had breakfast together by God's woohoo too confident the hook here is all another one bites the dust well there are some select to process our emotions to feel selfish to feel excited about things that other people have no reason to be sad about.

Loving the downtrodden is precarious business. Hell, loving anyone is a risk so when making friends in general remember not to get too attached because someone might see them holding skittles in the dark of night. They might get on the wrong TransLink bus or maybe they just picked a really bad way to go to the Philippines. People die every day the greater the statistic the less emotionally attached we are to the tragedy.1 million dead is more than our minds can fathom and so it does not sting but 11 hurts.

All it takes is a loss of one person to send us tumbling into the darkness. This is a loss we can comprehend but i love more than one person and I have more than one friend. Statistically I'm promised the most of them will die before their time and it will hurt and i wanted to breathe for awhile but I meet a friend then and the only option left will you take a gamble to be brave and to love again.

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