myopically

wow, i was really depressed the other day, wasn't i. today is a bit better. i spent a lot of time writing to new friends, and there is one in paticular i enjoy writing to especially. i'm starting to get used to newport, it kind of reminds me of being back home in baltimore less the crime and murder rate. the weather is really nice here. wow the weather.

i just found out that my roomate from my old recovery house is in rehab. i'm really thankful for that. i was very worried about him. we relapsed together. at first i felt completely responsible for his downfall, but now i've been able to put it into perspective.

the recovery community here is huge. some of it is like high school, but i found a nice niche, mens stag meetings. they are very serious with good recovery in them. i need to find a sponsor before too long so i can begin my journey of the twelve steps. i need to get serious to stay sober. i no longer desire a wasted, fruitless life. i discovered in rehab that i have a pretty decent personality, at least i was told that, and i wish to explore the possibilities that lie before me. because of all the drugs and drinking i was doing, my sex drive had been totally muted for over a year, and i rediscovered that, so in addition, i would like to explore that aswell, in time anyway, baby steps. it is suggested in your first year of recovery you get familiar with your hand as to avoid conflict and undue stress. i suppose we'll see about that. i do tend to get attached with ease.