It all started with Ms. Afsa saying that I was addicted. My parents were enablers to my addiction as it was so easy just to give me a binky and let me suck my way to sleep. The day I woke up with three binky's, one in my mouth and one each hand, my parents realized I was addicted and dependent upon the little green monster and decided it was time for an intervention.
I was doing really well, but then I got sick. Without my binky it was like World War III. Thus, the parents gave in but swore they would help me kick the habit once I got better.
Well, I'm back and better than ever, ready to kick the habit. So I'm back on the wagon, two days sober and going for my seven day binky chip!
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