Well, ain't that a kick in the head. On the continuing saga of THE DUI, yesterday we went for The Evaluation, with the biggest dickhead I've come across since all of this shit has gone down. Unbelievable...So, I come out of this meeting with the dickhead, and the last thing I hear is that " I really need to get that drinking problem under control." This is from the dickhead with the extreme Periodontal disease...I keep my mouth shut, like a good little girl, seething with anger...and walk out of there with lot's of desires' unsaid.

So, of course, I am determined to be in need of counseling/intervention/ whatever, and that's ok. If this dickhead had just told me the truth and saved his time and my time that you are locked into a referral if you blow more than twice the legal limit, I would've been ok with that. Once I laid awake for hours thinking about this DICKHEAD asshole, God interjected that perhaps I was wasting an awful lot of time in anger and allowing this DICKHEAD to disturb my peace. He, of course, was absolutely right, and I was able to sleep.

Upon going for my ASSESSMENT today with Betty, I was in for a pleasant surprise in dealing with a professional, warm woman who knew exactly the right questions to ask. I felt as if I could relax with her and, even though the truth was not all there, I felt peaceful with what I shared with her. And now, as I sit here reading this, and thinking, I know that, since I can AFFORD this end of the 'do it or go to jail' equation of this side of the story, I might just start talking. For once, just start talking, and see what all their learned education can come up with in my quest for peace. Stay tuned.

Oh, yeah. One more thing...for the DUI school that I must do for the next four weeks in order to stay OUT of jail????? The DICKHEAD is my instructor. Can't wait for that. God is with me. God is in control. Maybe we'll get the point of the serious periodontal disease across to him...maybe not.

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