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Say Something...


I always seem to hear this song when I'm on the verge of giving up on a family member struggling with addiction. I'm a fighter and a believer in change, so when I get the feeling that I need to walk away, I'm having one of those days.

I know this song isn't talking about walking away from someone that's an addict, but most of the lyrics remind me of my battle with an addict. When Christina sings, "And I'm feeling so small It was over my head I know nothing at all"  That is how I feel about addiction...I don't fully understand the struggle, and believe me I've tried, but really I know nothing at all except how it affects me and my family. I don't understand getting sober, relapsing, and repeat. When is it going to be just getting sober?
I can also relate to the lyrics, "Say something, I'm giving up on you I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you" I feel a bit defeated with all of this - nothing I say or do seems to make a difference, and the not responding when I reach out makes me feel that being sober and family is unimportant. I know that isn't the case, but it's a vicious mental roller coaster that I'm tired of riding. I have to question if anything I say or do even makes a difference, but I hope that he says something that I can believe and understand because walking away is something that I don't want to do.

“This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life."

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