I am the angry mother of an addict.
I am angry because it seems hopeless.
I am angry because I have not yet figured out how to make it through this.
I am angry because life is supposed to continue along its merry way everyone oblivious to this information I carry with me.
I am angry because she is at once beautiful and ugly.
I am angry because Evil and Good are fighting a battle in her heart.
I am angry because Evil appears to be winning.
I am angry because I do not want to be part of this battle.
So, now I am an anonymous blogger in order to remain sane.
