Everyone will have bad days, that's a given. For the most part my life these days is great. I have great friends, great kids, a good job, no legal or financial troubles...all in all pretty good. But I still have one thing...me. My head, my stinkin thinkin, my pity pot. Today I am not in a good place in my head. I know that I am working on me and working on things, but I woke up in a funk and can't shake it. I know giving of myself and serving others will usually do the trick, but cannot do that here at work. So for now I am stuck with this bad attitude.
Over the past 5 months I have met a lot of addicts and alcoholics. I have even became friends with a lot of them. As my time in sobriety passes, I hear of people relapsing daily. The desire to drink or use drugs becomes so overwhelming, even the strongest person will fail if they do not use the tools they have been given to fight the demon. It is sad and depressing. To see people get sober and see the light in their lives is an awesome feeling. I want everyone to keep the gift of sobriety that they have been given. Then when I hear of friends, people that I know that I think are gonna make it, relapse...it breaks my heart. It makes me wanna run and help. But being so new myself, I cannot offer much help with out jeopardizing what I have. So I can just love them, and support them and be here when they come back.
My life has changed dramatically changed, so this is a blog about life, and dealing with life on life's terms.
