I have an addiction, yes, but the real deal is that I just can’t by all that tommy nonsense about “higher power” saving me from myself.

I just can’t bring myself to believe in this bearded figure but I am sick of my compulsions and do not know what to do.

I just don’t know how to escape my weakness. I wish I had the capacity to believe in God in the presentation conventional. I feel more like a part of a sick amusment: My trials and tribulations the laugh factory to some jester race…
Those of you who have been encouraging, thank you. I am not addicted to alcohol or drugs, but do have compulsive behavior, and it is wrecking my life.
Additionally, the concept of higher power, at all had elluded me, but still, the higher power is nill in my belief right now. I am not angry nor sad nor even apathetic. I feel hollow about it, that is what I hate, and I can’t stand my lack of control in my life. I am surrounded by coils of my own design. I look forward and see only the terrible.

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