Your Disease - a friend sent me this...

I hate meetings. I hate watching you find a higher power. I hate everyone who participates in a program of recovery. To all that come in contact with me, I wish you suffering and death. Allow me to introduce myself: I am the disease. – cunning, baffling, powerful and patient. I have killed millions and I am pleased. I love to catch you with the element of surprise. I love pretending I am your friend and lover. I have given you comfort, have I not? Wasn't I there when you were lonely? When you wanted to die, didn't you call on me? I was there. I love to make you hurt. I love to make you cry. Better yet, I love to make you so numb you can neither hurt nor cry. When you can't feel anything at all, that is my true glory. I will give you instant gratification and all I ask of you is long suffering. I've been there for you always. When things were going right in your life, you invited me in. You said you didn't deserve these things and I was the only one who would agree with you. Together we were able to destroy all good in your heart and life. People don't take me seriously. They take heart attacks seriously, strokes seriously, even diabetes they take seriously. Fools that they are, they don't know that without my help, many of these things would not be made possible. I am such a hated disease and yet I don't come uninvited. You must choose me. So many have chosen me over reality and peace. More than you hate me, I hate all of you who follow the twelve step programs. Your meetings, your Higher Power, all weaken me and I cannot function in the manner to which I am accustomed. Now I lie here quietly. You don't see me, but I am growing bigger, bigger than ever! When you just exist, I live.  When you live, I only exist.    I am here……. And until we meet again, if we meet again, I wish you long suffering and death. Signed: Your Disease

Thanks for sharing.. scary as the disease is.. we can have a cure and can know serenity just take thy medicine as needed..