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The day I stopped drinking, I buried someone. maternal I buried an evil, nonfeeling, abusive person who had died. It's a cliché: I was sick and tired of feeling sick and tired. * * * If you're not in recovery, you really can't relate to what I am going to say: on a Tuesday I went to my first meeting, Thursday saw my first shrink, and the following Wednesday maternal got tested for HIV, because I was going to fix everything and be fine in two weeks. maternal I realized it wasn't going to happen that way later on down the road. When I got tested in June of 1992, I was a week sober without a drug or anything in my system. That two-week waiting period was the hardest two weeks of my life. I hoped I would be positive, so it would give me an excuse to go back out and drink and drug. I was scared to get a negative result because it would force me to get sober. I hoped it would be positive, so I wouldn't have to deal with the other disease. But the test came back negative. I went back in January to be retested, just to be sure.
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