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The fireworks had started and seemingly the world was having a party. I went to bed seeking oblivion through sleep. Next morning, amid the worldwide hype of Millennium celebration, the grim reality of my plight remained unchanged. Despair, terror and isolation were waiting for me when I woke and would dog me remorselessly through yet another day. I was coming to the end of my stay in an addiction treatment centre and I was afraid of the world outside ‐ afraid of reality itself!

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