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Feb 2021
So many emotions I struggle to get off my chest. I fear this eager tugging waiting to put my will to the test.

Every hour thru out the day and all the way into the night. Im battling this addiction. Something I never thought I would have to fight.

As I hold my head in constant shame there is no one but myself to blame. For all the heart ache and pain. Or how I nearly drove my family insane.

This is all my fault. How I wish this bad dream would come to a hault. Oh how I wish I never made this damning choice. I pray for the day this addiction ends and my family and I can all rejoice.
Dusty Grashorn
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Dusty Grashorn  33/M/Fremont, Nebraska
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