Gabriel
I curled my fingers around the paper coffee cup. Jimmy and I had decided to have our weekly coffee meeting at the hospital cafe right after our meeting.
I was supposed to be looking for another sponsor, but to be honest I wasn’t trying that hard. I liked Jimmy and I had grown comfortable talking with him about things I didn’t even feel comfortable talking to my therapist about.
“I almost blew it when I was in Boston,” I admitted. “It wasn't because it was hard or stressful. In fact everything went great. Then I started thinking about stuff you know? Thinking about what Isaiah needs and what Jeanie needs, and I realize I’ve f.ucked my life over so badly, that I’ll never be able to truly fix it.”
“How so?” Jimmy asked with genuine curiosity.
“I have a record, I’m a recovering ad
