He has held me through every step of my walk in recent memory.
sometimes when people are close the boundaries open wide and the minds merge. That can be frightening!
sometimes I am not sure if it’s him or God talking. Sometimes God uses Ian’s voice to talk to me, I’m not always sure.
I think that time of uncertainty is ending now. The confusion in our lives is ending,
I have been pulled off of three places where my life all but ended, one I had all but given uo on—38 years ago, the clamped catheter incident here in Reading. It’s probably why I had to be here. I owed it to Ian to pull myself back off of these places. That, plus the Klonopin OD in Florida and the Lamictal OD here in PA in 2016. Someone got into my head with the idea of a suicide attempt and I had the irresistible urge to swallow pills that overcame me. It is gone now. But I had to collect myself from those places and be among the living.
its like I have my seatbelt on again and buckled up and I’m ready for the ride for the first time in 40 years.


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