Hey K,
I remember that feeling when I returned to the casino and slipped the money in the slot. I had gotten a drink, walked around the slots, deciding which one would be the “lucky” one that got my clean date from me. When I hit the button I heard the voice in my head say it didn’t matter because I didn’t matter. Like you too I had contemplated my “slip” wondering what it would be like.
I got my answer and I would guess you did too.
I was reading your earlier posts- your page one from 2009. I am so glad I kept my thread because I can look back and so can you. You got some great advice then that is still true today. I saw a post from Vera-and I wonder about those that posted then that don’t post now. Are they still in recovery? I hope so.
bettie
