From an Old Journal(June 9,2007)

As I sit here all alone, in the basement of my home. On an ankle monitor you see, this is what drinking has done to me. Its put me in a place where I need to decide, what I would like to do with the rest of my life. I know I cannot sit here like this for too much longer. It gives me too much time to think. Impossible it sounds I know, but you don't understand on this ankle monitor I cannot grow. Or maybe I can?! I can grow in the relationships that mean the most. The most to me, with the people who I know care and I keep them very close. Maybe that's why I'm on this thing, to figure who is true and who is just lying. Lying to me about how much they care, but I know who does matter most, and I'm not willing to share. I don't need to write them down, there in my heart and I'll never forget them and never let them down. Never leave them to drown, stumble, fall in this hard world by themselves. Because they are sticking by me now. I love you guys and always will, if you read this just know that. "D4L"
ILJC