It was a crazy busy weekend. I ran and ran, kept focused and stayed safe. However, I had dreams of SIing. I craved it, I am craving it! I am torn, my recovery is first. And today it is hard!!! Today I want to. But, I will not. I hate that I feel like this. God is really testing me. I know isolation is not good, but I figured better to get on here than nothing. I feel so lonely, but I am not. Please, someone…when does thia feeling of being completely insane go away?