<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672</id><updated>2024-09-21T15:41:48.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted?</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;You are not Alone&quot;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-4067783471978056652</id><published>2008-04-09T16:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:22:18.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;     Goodbye is never easy to say you have been in my life for along time now. I learned to accept the friendship and the taste of yours. You made me numb and you made me tingle. Laughter was always easier when you were there; but so was the sarrow. You sent me alot of mixed feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;     Right now I miss you, but like other things in my life; I feel I&#39;m better without you. Its not to hurt your feelings but to better mine. It took me a long time to find out you were trying to do me in. You were taking my body and my senses and using them for yours. Now I know I&#39;m worth more than you ever were. So, I am telling you Goodbye and saying Hello and introducing myself to more....You took my family and part of me for granted for too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;     I&#39;ve found somthing better and its called &lt;u&gt;life &lt;/u&gt;withe freedom of choice and spirit and its clear now you made only headaches, negativity, and sorrow in my door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;    So goodbye &lt;strong&gt;ALCOHOL and HELLO&lt;/strong&gt; to my world that awaits me whether it&#39;s good or bad anything is better without the likes of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;By: Lisa &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/4067783471978056652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/4067783471978056652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4067783471978056652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4067783471978056652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Jayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866782826459292458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-9073886977218595699</id><published>2007-08-16T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:57:35.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALT4ajRjfhP0kGH9uGMAxIHsSaKFUrbNtGCk1E8rtg1c_89w3B6uCYVyFRKkWoIR7wJTrkMmWNM2ysQou7tgmpRpnQkpm8Y-RAvCqvikV6gKS27c1aX4Vg50TfXy3Fy6Vc86NFqA8ufht/s1600-h/Steez-DJ-Girl-72810.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099405401252067634&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALT4ajRjfhP0kGH9uGMAxIHsSaKFUrbNtGCk1E8rtg1c_89w3B6uCYVyFRKkWoIR7wJTrkMmWNM2ysQou7tgmpRpnQkpm8Y-RAvCqvikV6gKS27c1aX4Vg50TfXy3Fy6Vc86NFqA8ufht/s200/Steez-DJ-Girl-72810.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We lost a beautiful spirit yesterday. Faviola Hernandez brought positive life to the office and her presence will be greatly missed. Our hearts go out to her family and friends. We wish them the best during the weeks to come. We hope you can remember her gracious demeanor and kind smile. Thank You for your support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;-ACES &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/9073886977218595699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/9073886977218595699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/9073886977218595699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/9073886977218595699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALT4ajRjfhP0kGH9uGMAxIHsSaKFUrbNtGCk1E8rtg1c_89w3B6uCYVyFRKkWoIR7wJTrkMmWNM2ysQou7tgmpRpnQkpm8Y-RAvCqvikV6gKS27c1aX4Vg50TfXy3Fy6Vc86NFqA8ufht/s72-c/Steez-DJ-Girl-72810.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-5050741111960439165</id><published>2007-06-19T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:26:28.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thief In The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPmBcmlUM6bkRHDARO85-8uASBfYNW-Me27M8qNLPzc-rtM7-4E1wfiZgt9L44CQpZd5m0JS-uTYlWmRO5w-Q0i-MhF_kcN3SUtgoHJKAJew4X0Jy2KyNjhBwcni3ok8ZTlJf4bintV4B/s1600-h/tears_of_sadness.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077797140764423362&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPmBcmlUM6bkRHDARO85-8uASBfYNW-Me27M8qNLPzc-rtM7-4E1wfiZgt9L44CQpZd5m0JS-uTYlWmRO5w-Q0i-MhF_kcN3SUtgoHJKAJew4X0Jy2KyNjhBwcni3ok8ZTlJf4bintV4B/s200/tears_of_sadness.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;ADDICTION&lt;br /&gt;Addiction is like a thief in the night,&lt;br /&gt;It will rob you of your joy.&lt;br /&gt;It strips your courage and fills you with fright,&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned like a lost and lonely boy.&lt;br /&gt;It lies to you like the devil himself,&lt;br /&gt;And says &quot;I&#39;m your friend forever&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you put your dreams on the shelf,&lt;br /&gt;Or any good thing you endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;It wants you to die, but not right away,&lt;br /&gt;It is patient, it will wait.&lt;br /&gt;It will make you suffer with the things it will say,&lt;br /&gt;And fill your heart with hate.&lt;br /&gt;It wants you to believe it is &quot;all powerful&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can match its might.&lt;br /&gt;And throughout your existence, feeling sorrowful,&lt;br /&gt;It blurs God from your sight.&lt;br /&gt;It knows it can be beaten,&lt;br /&gt;By one thing, and one thing only.&lt;br /&gt;A loving God, against lying and cheating,&lt;br /&gt;God will never leave you lonely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;By: Joseph Trimachi&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/5050741111960439165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/5050741111960439165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5050741111960439165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5050741111960439165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/thief-in-night.html' title='A Thief In The Night'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPmBcmlUM6bkRHDARO85-8uASBfYNW-Me27M8qNLPzc-rtM7-4E1wfiZgt9L44CQpZd5m0JS-uTYlWmRO5w-Q0i-MhF_kcN3SUtgoHJKAJew4X0Jy2KyNjhBwcni3ok8ZTlJf4bintV4B/s72-c/tears_of_sadness.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-6910112638914987385</id><published>2007-06-19T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:43:48.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ZRFhDpCtr626zK2F4rH_-NHd6MltDWGbJJvNE9Tyc0-Hcm6IOy8qhxG3UmL0NpExs5jHfuBDx4VUlZj4Y7Z0R3nHz-_mNk_aizECPlmtc9c1p-3LgdvIcgK5sKBKE_ozrrC3_coL-YdR/s1600-h/sunsets3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077786154238080178&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ZRFhDpCtr626zK2F4rH_-NHd6MltDWGbJJvNE9Tyc0-Hcm6IOy8qhxG3UmL0NpExs5jHfuBDx4VUlZj4Y7Z0R3nHz-_mNk_aizECPlmtc9c1p-3LgdvIcgK5sKBKE_ozrrC3_coL-YdR/s320/sunsets3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;The future depends on what we do in the present.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Mahatma Gandhi &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/6910112638914987385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/6910112638914987385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6910112638914987385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6910112638914987385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/future-depends-on-what-we-do-in-present.html' title=''/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ZRFhDpCtr626zK2F4rH_-NHd6MltDWGbJJvNE9Tyc0-Hcm6IOy8qhxG3UmL0NpExs5jHfuBDx4VUlZj4Y7Z0R3nHz-_mNk_aizECPlmtc9c1p-3LgdvIcgK5sKBKE_ozrrC3_coL-YdR/s72-c/sunsets3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-1894021118202147361</id><published>2007-06-14T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:23:35.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobriety</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIfW0fOn58Ljxet29R7izGfIIC4W9_IvdY0ZsTHq1oFbgfzHdgViDemrBrkf-UaHRKguLptFV8ZpyNSUNLpKwtKL_5YPElSHxcvVADSSnDOrdVlVbgG4-YfntC9JKNTOCyKCS68-lssJf/s1600-h/addiction4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076342873427932322&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;196&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIfW0fOn58Ljxet29R7izGfIIC4W9_IvdY0ZsTHq1oFbgfzHdgViDemrBrkf-UaHRKguLptFV8ZpyNSUNLpKwtKL_5YPElSHxcvVADSSnDOrdVlVbgG4-YfntC9JKNTOCyKCS68-lssJf/s320/addiction4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;276&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I used to have fun when I used drugs and alcohol. Eventually, my whole world started to revolve around using and it wasn&#39;t as fun anymore. In fact, my life became miserable. At the beginning of treatment fun is the last word I&#39;d use. However, with each day of sobriety I find myself smiling more than I used to. I laugh more and I have fun with my family and friends. the same family and friends that I used to avoid, because I was high. Also, I have a bunch of new sober friends. I can have fun being sober.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/1894021118202147361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/1894021118202147361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/1894021118202147361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/1894021118202147361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/sobriety.html' title='Sobriety'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIfW0fOn58Ljxet29R7izGfIIC4W9_IvdY0ZsTHq1oFbgfzHdgViDemrBrkf-UaHRKguLptFV8ZpyNSUNLpKwtKL_5YPElSHxcvVADSSnDOrdVlVbgG4-YfntC9JKNTOCyKCS68-lssJf/s72-c/addiction4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-5293012698645853742</id><published>2007-06-12T08:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:12:24.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now That I&#39;m Sober, Why Does Everyone Else Seem Nuts?</title><content type='html'>This whole treatment journey has been challenging for me.  I have to go to groups, individual meetings with my counselors, AA meetings and a whole bunch of other stuff just to stay sober.  However, I think deeper about it and discover that this journey has been all about me.  What about my loved ones and what they&#39;re going through?   I try to apply the lingo and skills that I&#39;ve learned in treatment at home and I swear I&#39;m living with a bunch of aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I learned about this woman named Virginia Satir.  She took a medical word called homeostasis, that means balance, and applied it to families.  I discovered that my use changed the balance in my family.  Now that I&#39;ve changed and grown in treatment, my family needs to do the same or we&#39;re not going to make it.  I need to help my wife find support like Al-anon,  maybe a therapist for my kids and possibly a marriage and family specialist to help support my family in growing and changing together, as a family.  It&#39;s a neat feeling that I can change, but it&#39;s way cooler of an idea that my family can grow together.  -Jon S.-</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/5293012698645853742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/5293012698645853742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5293012698645853742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5293012698645853742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-that-im-sober-why-does-everyone.html' title='Now That I&#39;m Sober, Why Does Everyone Else Seem Nuts?'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-4245817672407054185</id><published>2007-06-11T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:35:29.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Negotiate Don&#39;t Manipulate</title><content type='html'>When I was using I would manipulate others to get what I wanted, mostly drugs, because that&#39;s what I wanted the most.  I would trick, swindle, steal and come up with a thousand different scams that would get me what I needed to stay loaded.  The people I scammed usually didn&#39;t even figure out what happened until I was long gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In group, my counselors taught me about using assertive communication to negotiate getting my needs met.  Needs that are good for me versus things that are bad for me.  The big difference between negotiation and manipulation is negogiation supports awareness amongst all individuals  involved, the only person aware in manipulation is the manipulator themself.  In other words.  When I am manipulating, I was acting unhealthy,  selfish and continuing old using behaviors.  When I negotiate with others, it fosters healthier relationships in my life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/4245817672407054185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/4245817672407054185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4245817672407054185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4245817672407054185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/negotiate-dont-manipulate.html' title='Negotiate Don&#39;t Manipulate'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-5612969907761668120</id><published>2007-06-07T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:39:31.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Drugs of Choice Are Dead</title><content type='html'>In group today I learned about grief.  Since Istopped using I&#39;ve felt like i&#39;m going crazy.  I&#39;m angry one second, crying the next.  I try to convince myself that I don&#39;t have a problem one minute and I accept that I have to say goodbye to meth the next.  My emotions are so out of wack I&#39;ve got to be nuts.  My counselors taght me that I was grieving drugs because they were the closest relationship I&#39;ve ever had. I guess I&#39;ll have to accept the fact that I&#39;m not going crazy, I just have to say goodbye.   -Jan B.-</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/5612969907761668120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/5612969907761668120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5612969907761668120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/5612969907761668120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-drugs-of-choice-are-dead.html' title='My Drugs of Choice Are Dead'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-4234748154304631783</id><published>2007-06-06T14:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:59:32.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Path of Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073055982200943762&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;193&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSjYSbIy9N4Nfg23y3eH0DoiJN6-B7pC20OdkAFPDOmlpUfN2l3ohnOxNay9624i22bsMwS8rbDQOSnbrucXaPjbkQKEzpin8_EZsL6SCJrI531aAmZKfJsjZwjopxylJlbxHYAsEtzbfS/s320/banner_her_4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;247&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&quot;The path you choose can lead to your end, when you have an addiction.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;-Jayson I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/4234748154304631783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/4234748154304631783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4234748154304631783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/4234748154304631783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/path.html' title='The Path of Addiction'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSjYSbIy9N4Nfg23y3eH0DoiJN6-B7pC20OdkAFPDOmlpUfN2l3ohnOxNay9624i22bsMwS8rbDQOSnbrucXaPjbkQKEzpin8_EZsL6SCJrI531aAmZKfJsjZwjopxylJlbxHYAsEtzbfS/s72-c/banner_her_4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-6183384042120357221</id><published>2007-06-06T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:23:45.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcissism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi813jcWDUh0UWn0LrsZG1tCUn_2B1KlepS_U5WLblwF_1Wr2729xRKdRuhxgdmoSBIQxxBD_zB5CrzgJRZqXoMRR4ZklzWXQ9XKMOyd_XQCF2e8bDct1SZ7rZsm15Xb6A_DtN8aTjAMvk/s1600-h/sad5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073022348312048770&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;238&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi813jcWDUh0UWn0LrsZG1tCUn_2B1KlepS_U5WLblwF_1Wr2729xRKdRuhxgdmoSBIQxxBD_zB5CrzgJRZqXoMRR4ZklzWXQ9XKMOyd_XQCF2e8bDct1SZ7rZsm15Xb6A_DtN8aTjAMvk/s320/sad5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;208&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Today in group I learned that I was pretty darn narcissistic back in my using days. It was all about me, me, me! How I feel was way more important than how others feel. I&#39;m unique, special, smarter, stronger, cooler and above everyone else in this group. theyr&#39;e below me. Why should I communicate with them when they&#39;re not as intelligent as I am.&lt;br /&gt;The more important thing that I learned was that underneath all my specialness is an extremely wounded individual. the amazing is that there were others in my group that felt the same way I did. When I was using I didn&#39;t feel loved except buy the pot I smoked. I didn&#39;t feel accepted buy anyone except my good friends Jim Beam and Jack Daniels. I was worthless unless I did a line or two or three and so on.&lt;br /&gt;In group my counselours helped me see that I am loveable, worthy, smart, a winner, not ugly or fat and they helped me see that these things are true win I&#39;m sober. I am important, but not anymore important than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Todd C.,Addict/alcoholic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/6183384042120357221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/6183384042120357221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6183384042120357221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6183384042120357221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/narcissism.html' title='Narcissism'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi813jcWDUh0UWn0LrsZG1tCUn_2B1KlepS_U5WLblwF_1Wr2729xRKdRuhxgdmoSBIQxxBD_zB5CrzgJRZqXoMRR4ZklzWXQ9XKMOyd_XQCF2e8bDct1SZ7rZsm15Xb6A_DtN8aTjAMvk/s72-c/sad5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-2050365576262246731</id><published>2007-06-05T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:59:10.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHplL1Xt7GQk_0lDLSx9FiuvmXsor0OPoErJG07a6K0y0stx-k-gXy07bkhL9AAFlVWpYOBvKtzQUjVB1tFlWMEouE90vxm1IXMaWQlkHfp3mB2YMZKNslEdsuWj-ObIye-oSCTb4yNjt3/s1600-h/euro_rail.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072718333346968674&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHplL1Xt7GQk_0lDLSx9FiuvmXsor0OPoErJG07a6K0y0stx-k-gXy07bkhL9AAFlVWpYOBvKtzQUjVB1tFlWMEouE90vxm1IXMaWQlkHfp3mB2YMZKNslEdsuWj-ObIye-oSCTb4yNjt3/s320/euro_rail.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;You are responsible for all of your experiences of life.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;-Lessons4Living&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/2050365576262246731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/2050365576262246731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/2050365576262246731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/2050365576262246731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-responsible-for-all-of-your.html' title='Your Decisions'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHplL1Xt7GQk_0lDLSx9FiuvmXsor0OPoErJG07a6K0y0stx-k-gXy07bkhL9AAFlVWpYOBvKtzQUjVB1tFlWMEouE90vxm1IXMaWQlkHfp3mB2YMZKNslEdsuWj-ObIye-oSCTb4yNjt3/s72-c/euro_rail.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-6475638336223205325</id><published>2007-06-02T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:53:43.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serenity Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzEa4c5GLeTgCMQDdQfFen05Mrnd5tfVbgNF7esPGMrLYwENcfe71YH92uU-yZgHCSvGRdF0_jcTwLS5Zzwv4h6VTT37tfBp0wflUXm5F9fiB9nxf_ILo-wVYYgByB0IHhkjOBs4x3HFC/s1600-h/waterfall10.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071479695488398802&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzEa4c5GLeTgCMQDdQfFen05Mrnd5tfVbgNF7esPGMrLYwENcfe71YH92uU-yZgHCSvGRdF0_jcTwLS5Zzwv4h6VTT37tfBp0wflUXm5F9fiB9nxf_ILo-wVYYgByB0IHhkjOBs4x3HFC/s320/waterfall10.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can;and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will;That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/6475638336223205325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/6475638336223205325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6475638336223205325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/6475638336223205325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/06/serenity-prayer.html' title='The Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzEa4c5GLeTgCMQDdQfFen05Mrnd5tfVbgNF7esPGMrLYwENcfe71YH92uU-yZgHCSvGRdF0_jcTwLS5Zzwv4h6VTT37tfBp0wflUXm5F9fiB9nxf_ILo-wVYYgByB0IHhkjOBs4x3HFC/s72-c/waterfall10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5281295116107498672.post-7567676445073630872</id><published>2007-05-31T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T13:45:04.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITAFueIhy9umJOgIdCmIj3BsGQVR8qrxCPzA6a5V7_JcyWKH1dOFFSAXEnb6SojwOcliqvldSkPysQUd_6Klz5ohPZW093Q9Othj5g3pZmZKyxQOnqIfMv8zOfPlYjVVvbz191fvEanLH/s1600-h/beach5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070813052139550082&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITAFueIhy9umJOgIdCmIj3BsGQVR8qrxCPzA6a5V7_JcyWKH1dOFFSAXEnb6SojwOcliqvldSkPysQUd_6Klz5ohPZW093Q9Othj5g3pZmZKyxQOnqIfMv8zOfPlYjVVvbz191fvEanLH/s320/beach5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;I&#39;m going to get through this; I&#39;m going to be fine. The power to do it is all in my mind.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;-Cindy Wagner&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/feeds/7567676445073630872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5281295116107498672/7567676445073630872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/7567676445073630872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5281295116107498672/posts/default/7567676445073630872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acestreatment.blogspot.com/2007/05/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up!'/><author><name>ACES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575293246250034347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITAFueIhy9umJOgIdCmIj3BsGQVR8qrxCPzA6a5V7_JcyWKH1dOFFSAXEnb6SojwOcliqvldSkPysQUd_6Klz5ohPZW093Q9Othj5g3pZmZKyxQOnqIfMv8zOfPlYjVVvbz191fvEanLH/s72-c/beach5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>