I was doing good, feeling pretty good, then got a bad cold/flu and was hurting, negative, frustrated, bored, you name it...and an opportunity presented itself a couple weeks back and I couldn't say no. I have asked myself a million times over why, but the bottom line is I wanted to. My mind kept telling me I am on the right track posting here, getting after care support, etc, but for some reason, the more I talked about it, and the more I read about other peoples struggles, the more I wanted to. So here I am on day 2 again. Sitting here clammy, achey, tired, with a bad tummy. Just wanted to be honest. And to tell the truth, I wouldn't be on day 2 if my connection hadn't come up dry. This is a connection I cannot avoid and was worried would be my downfall. I am disappointed in myself and really do want to live without these stupid norcos dominating my thoughts and life. So here we go again.