'I would drag myself into work deeply hung over. I thought I had to drink myself into oblivion several times a week. I suffered in silence. I lived in constant fear. On the inside, I was dying.'
It is a horrible existence.
A woman I knew often used an expression “sometimes the insides don’t match the outsides” and Laurie Dhue has to be the personification of that. She was so beautiful on the outside but obviously seriously troubled on the inside.
Hers was the first face I saw on TV in the new millennium, on MSNBC when it was still good. She was stationed at Times Square in NYC, and was just beaming and full of excitement.
Thank the Lord she’s gotten on a straight path.