Hey guys! I've been lurking for 2 yrs and finally decided to post. Seems like y'all need some new blood around here. Maybe I'm also ready to get rid of the pain. The elders I loved and trusted hurt me. I believed them when they said I could come to them with any problem, that they always wanted to help. But when the time came, when I really needed them, they were cold, indifferent, and basically didn't give a s**t about me.
After lots of prayer to Jehovah, the answer was clear. I was in danger there and needed to leave.
Jehovah, my higher power, still loves me and guides me. I am now a spiritual person, not a religious one. I go to the Church of Narcotics Anonymous with a bunch of cussin', smokin' (cigs only) bikers, gays, nurses, doctors, housewives, businessmen, punks, teenagers, and grandmas.
Thanks HP!
(Insert words of wisdom here)
DINKY