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Patricia Dennis


I sat on the windy grassy hill, surrounded by crows, and tried to remember when it all started. When did I become lost in my addiction? For some people collecting is simply the quest, in some cases a life-long pursuit that is never complete. I collected multi-level marketing businesses like a hobby. Or did I simply succumb to the lure of auto-ship and bargains? Maybe it was the need to belong to a club, any club. Regardless of the reasons, it was time to face the facts. I had a serious problem. I had no boundaries and certainly no realistic vision of success. I was sure I wasn’t the only one facing these demons, but that

didn’t resolve the issue. I was still on my own up here on this cold windy hill. I was a victim. 

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