I thought where they were taking you was better for drug detox, but you describe it as pretty much a nuthouse. Oh well. I don't have a lot of time to worry about what you are going through.
I'm not going to take collect calls, so just stop.
I'm sorry you're in pain and I know you're sorry but there is nothing I can do now. You're in the grip of the system. Institutions, jail or death. I thought we were heading for death, personally.
The police never could catch up with you.
Maybe I should have helped them a little.
You've really left me in a pickle. I'm trying to keep the business running and have no money. I'm not even spending my emotional energy on you right now.
From me.
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