Its not your fault, but I’m done enabling your sickness. You will do what I tell you to do to get sober or you will walk alone until you get clean. These are my last words to you. I’ll be here to catch you when you fall, moron. Time for some tough love you spoiled brat. You think you’re smarter than me, but that’s OK. I thought I was smarter than my old man, but us addicts tend to be really predictable, some more than others.

-cjpb