Scenario 2; This is a true-life story and happens to be one of my own.
I was in a long-term relationship with a man we will call Mark. It was about 5 years to be exact. I would always describe him as one of the good guys. That, of course, was before I hit the doors of recovery.
My mother had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer almost a year previous. I had gotten the urgent call from dad that I needed to get to their home quickly because mom was dying. It was a 9-hour journey for me as I packed my things the previous night and headed out the next afternoon.
I had not quite made the bend in Cleveland when the van started sputtering and I nervously pulled off to the side of the road. The van wouldn’t start, and worry turned to all-out fear. I was a…
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