I do have faith.
I do deserve respect.
And even though sometimes ( and by sometimes I mean too much of the time ) it feels like life was poorly designed, I do know that when it seems like you're about to drown and it's all your own fault anyway, someone will throw you the life jacket you were so desperately asking for in a language that no one seemed to speak.
In some ways tonight felt life a small step backwards in this whole recovery process... but in more important, divine ways it felt like an even bigger step forwards (you've got to feel it to heal it, right?)
Time to wash my hands of the work tonight ( both literally and emotionally ) and sleep for 12 tranquil hours.