Letter 35

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Dear Bully,

Drinking.

You say it helps you.

Helps you feel less.

You say that the pain is ripping you apart from the inside out.

That you lose a piece of your heart each day you stay sober.

My words do not comfort you

No matter how hard I try.

Alcohol has become your new best friend.

Your body is swimming with pain and sorrow, guilt and anger.

Your emotions twist until your heart is knotted beyond untying.

You say you still love me.

Some may say that truth is told when one is intoxicated.

Others say that what passes the lips of a drunk should not be taken into consideration.

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