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        <title>It&#039;s a wonderful life! (I hope) - It&#039;s a Wonderful Life - lovedby2cs&apos;s Blog - KernLife.com</title>
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        <description>**This is the same crapola u just read to get to this point. sorry.**My name is Jackie Marcucci. I&#039;m 37 years old. I grew up in Lamont Calif. My dad, Jack Horn left before i was born. He is married to Marge. They have a daughter named Pam Horn. My mom raised me until she met Paul Marcucci. They married and my life has never been the same.&amp;nbsp; They had 2 children, my brother Paul and my sister, Krista. I adore them both!! My name was changed from Horn to Marcucci when i was 10 to make me feel like i was part of the family. Didn&#039;t work. I moved in with my grandma&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and grandpa, joe and vera (grannygoose)(caswell) Szentpali when i was 14. Life was good. My mom and I always fought. never getting along. i blamed her for my not being a part of their life. still do. But her husband died a terrible death in 1995. And as much as i wished him dead on a daily basis, it was her husband and my brother and sister&#039;s dad. guilt. what a wonderful thing. life was going good. had a great job at NAPD, 9 1/2 years,&amp;nbsp;worked my way up from a facility manager to a facility Administrator and Director of Community Based Programs working with Developmentally Disabled Adults and Children. I loved my job, i loved my co-workers and most of all i loved my clients. well over 200 of them. Then on Aug 3, 2006 the day after my 37th birthday, &amp;nbsp;as i was leaving work i got pulled over and arrested for a DUI. How could i work and be drunk? I wasn&#039;t.&amp;nbsp; I don&#039;t drink. I was addicted to Vicoden and&amp;nbsp; taking Xanax to combat the deppresion that came with the addiction. I was so bad that i was taking 20 to 30 pills(vic&#039;s) a day sometimes 50!!!. I didn&#039;t want to be addicted. But i was to ashamed to ask for help.&amp;nbsp; I wish now i had asked. i had lost about 75 lbs in a year. The irony is i always wanted to be skinny and there i was, THIN! i threw up about 15 to 20 times a day due to toxic levels in my system.&amp;nbsp;What great shape I was in. So August 3, 2006 was the worst AND best day of my life. I have not taken any vicoden since Aug 28 2006. I didn&#039;t go to NA or AA or rehab. should have. It was hard, but i got threw the withdrawls and havn&#039;t looked back since. Now the bad part of all this is I Quit my job before talking to my boss, the great Walt. I should have given him the respect that he always showed me and talked with him. BUT, i didn&#039;t. I will live with regret the rest of my life. I have not worked since then. I have worked in some form since i was 12. I have never not worked. Now I don&#039;t sleep cuz i have no money and im worried about the bills. Do you know how hard it is to go from living on 3000.00 a month to 550.00 a month?!?! It is so hard!! i cry a lot &amp;nbsp;cuz when claire&amp;nbsp;will ask &amp;nbsp;me for money to go skating or to a friends birthday party, &amp;nbsp;i have to say no, mommy doesn&#039;t have any money. Oh yeah, did i mention i am a single mom and am now on welfore. well add that crap into the mix. &amp;nbsp;I have been sitting at home for almost a year now, trying to get my nerve up to look for a job. Who would hire me? Some big lame pill addicted woman. Some lame person who didn&#039;t care everytime she drove her car, fully loaded. I lost a lot of friends and&amp;nbsp; respect because of my addiction. I still think that my family looks at me from time to time thinking, &amp;quot; Is she high?&amp;quot; no, She isn&#039;t. And by the grace of god will never be again. I do suffer from a serious bout of self pitty/deppresion. I try to blame my Dr (and kinda do)&amp;nbsp; and everyone else. but truth be told its my fault. Yes, i hurt my back. Blew out L3-L4-L5&amp;nbsp; in my back and have nerve damage to my siatic muscle. As bad as the pain was, it wasn&#039;t that bad. Ibuprophen would have been just fine. I&#039;m not taking them now and my back is still messed up. IT&#039;S NOT THAT BAD! It&#039;s not worth losing everything.&amp;nbsp; I have been told by a few people, mostly men, that a DUI is no biggie. Well, if you have never been in trouble with the law before, and your not a carrear crimianl it is a big friggen deal!! I could have killed someone, i could have killed my 8 yr old child!! So... in&amp;nbsp;THAT respect, that DUI was the best thing to happen to me in a long time. I wish i could talk to Walt, to Darla and tell them how sorry i am and i know i let them down and that i am a peice of crap. but my heart won&#039;t let it. I can&#039;t take anymore of them looks. the ones that let me know how much i have hurt the ones i love. So, my peeps, there ya go. That is my life in a nutshell. ain&#039;t it grand to be me! i can&#039;t wait until I look back and say, I made it threw that and look how far I&#039;ve come. That indeed will be a good day. I am truly sorry for the pain I have caused the ones that love me. to those of you that don&#039;t love me, well, you know my responce F....Y! have a nice day! Peace Out! God is Love, Rev Run. See ya wouldn&#039;t wanna be ya! GoodBye! Adios, Late, Later, Later 4 u. buhbye.( Waving,) I love you all Goodnight!</description>
        <itunes:summary>**This is the same crapola u just read to get to this point. sorry.**My name is Jackie Marcucci. I&#039;m 37 years old. I grew up in Lamont Calif. My dad, Jack Horn left before i was born. He is married to Marge. They have a daughter named Pam Horn. My mom raised me until she met Paul Marcucci. They married and my life has never been the same.&amp;nbsp; They had 2 children, my brother Paul and my sister, Krista. I adore them both!! My name was changed from Horn to Marcucci when i was 10 to make me feel like i was part of the family. Didn&#039;t work. I moved in with my grandma&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and grandpa, joe and vera (grannygoose)(caswell) Szentpali when i was 14. Life was good. My mom and I always fought. never getting along. i blamed her for my not being a part of their life. still do. But her husband died a terrible death in 1995. And as much as i wished him dead on a daily basis, it was her husband and my brother and sister&#039;s dad. guilt. what a wonderful thing. life was going good. had a great job at NAPD, 9 1/2 years,&amp;nbsp;worked my way up from a facility manager to a facility Administrator and Director of Community Based Programs working with Developmentally Disabled Adults and Children. I loved my job, i loved my co-workers and most of all i loved my clients. well over 200 of them. Then on Aug 3, 2006 the day after my 37th birthday, &amp;nbsp;as i was leaving work i got pulled over and arrested for a DUI. How could i work and be drunk? I wasn&#039;t.&amp;nbsp; I don&#039;t drink. I was addicted to Vicoden and&amp;nbsp; taking Xanax to combat the deppresion that came with the addiction. I was so bad that i was taking 20 to 30 pills(vic&#039;s) a day sometimes 50!!!. I didn&#039;t want to be addicted. But i was to ashamed to ask for help.&amp;nbsp; I wish now i had asked. i had lost about 75 lbs in a year. The irony is i always wanted to be skinny and there i was, THIN! i threw up about 15 to 20 times a day due to toxic levels in my system.&amp;nbsp;What great shape I was in. So August 3, 2006 was the worst AND best day of my life. I have not taken any vicoden since Aug 28 2006. I didn&#039;t go to NA or AA or rehab. should have. It was hard, but i got threw the withdrawls and havn&#039;t looked back since. Now the bad part of all this is I Quit my job before talking to my boss, the great Walt. I should have given him the respect that he always showed me and talked with him. BUT, i didn&#039;t. I will live with regret the rest of my life. I have not worked since then. I have worked in some form since i was 12. I have never not worked. Now I don&#039;t sleep cuz i have no money and im worried about the bills. Do you know how hard it is to go from living on 3000.00 a month to 550.00 a month?!?! It is so hard!! i cry a lot &amp;nbsp;cuz when claire&amp;nbsp;will ask &amp;nbsp;me for money to go skating or to a friends birthday party, &amp;nbsp;i have to say no, mommy doesn&#039;t have any money. Oh yeah, did i mention i am a single mom and am now on welfore. well add that crap into the mix. &amp;nbsp;I have been sitting at home for almost a year now, trying to get my nerve up to look for a job. Who would hire me? Some big lame pill addicted woman. Some lame person who didn&#039;t care everytime she drove her car, fully loaded. I lost a lot of friends and&amp;nbsp; respect because of my addiction. I still think that my family looks at me from time to time thinking, &amp;quot; Is she high?&amp;quot; no, She isn&#039;t. And by the grace of god will never be again. I do suffer from a serious bout of self pitty/deppresion. I try to blame my Dr (and kinda do)&amp;nbsp; and everyone else. but truth be told its my fault. Yes, i hurt my back. Blew out L3-L4-L5&amp;nbsp; in my back and have nerve damage to my siatic muscle. As bad as the pain was, it wasn&#039;t that bad. Ibuprophen would have been just fine. I&#039;m not taking them now and my back is still messed up. IT&#039;S NOT THAT BAD! It&#039;s not worth losing everything.&amp;nbsp; I have been told by a few people, mostly men, that a DUI is no biggie. Well, if you have never been in trouble with the law before, and your not a carrear crimianl it is a big friggen deal!! I could have killed someone, i could have killed my 8 yr old child!! So... in&amp;nbsp;THAT respect, that DUI was the best thing to happen to me in a long time. I wish i could talk to Walt, to Darla and tell them how sorry i am and i know i let them down and that i am a peice of crap. but my heart won&#039;t let it. I can&#039;t take anymore of them looks. the ones that let me know how much i have hurt the ones i love. So, my peeps, there ya go. That is my life in a nutshell. ain&#039;t it grand to be me! i can&#039;t wait until I look back and say, I made it threw that and look how far I&#039;ve come. That indeed will be a good day. I am truly sorry for the pain I have caused the ones that love me. to those of you that don&#039;t love me, well, you know my responce F....Y! have a nice day! Peace Out! God is Love, Rev Run. See ya wouldn&#039;t wanna be ya! GoodBye! Adios, Late, Later, Later 4 u. buhbye.( Waving,) I love you all Goodnight!</itunes:summary>
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                <title>Jun 27,  2007 at 04:06 PM : Jackie- Welcome to the...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;Jackie- Welcome to the site! You should feel proud of yourself for acheiving your sobriety. Hopefully this site will also help you find resources for&amp;nbsp;if you ever need any.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your comment about the Jon Bon Jovi photo made me smile! :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Jackie- Welcome to the site! You should feel proud of yourself for acheiving your sobriety. Hopefully this site will also help you find resources for&amp;nbsp;if you ever need any.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your comment about the Jon Bon Jovi photo made me smile! :)&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jul 25,  2007 at 09:07 AM : Thank you for your...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot; color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Thank you for your comment. i wrote all that crap, my crap, hoping it would make me feel better. it did. as far as my sobrity goes, its still there. I don&#039;t have the cravings, the desires, the &quot;anything&quot; that comes with recovery. But that&#039;s a whole other blog post. Matt, your a good guy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot; color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Jackie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot; color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Thank you for your comment. i wrote all that crap, my crap, hoping it would make me feel better. it did. as far as my sobrity goes, its still there. I don&#039;t have the cravings, the desires, the &quot;anything&quot; that comes with recovery. But that&#039;s a whole other blog post. Matt, your a good guy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot; color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Jackie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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