Till Death Do We Part

 (Elaboration)

 

It robbed me of my spirituality. It stole my ambition from me and made it harder to reach my goals. It gave me feelings of hopelessness and helplessness. It tried to convince me I was worthless. It ripped me of my self-esteem and respect in myself. It made me feel weak.

I’m not going to lie when I say, ‘I love to get high’, but I hate the consequences that follow it. That quick rush is definitely not worth what it does to you in the long run.

Your life eventually revolves only for it. You take it and then it takes you. You use to live and you live to use. You then depend on it on a daily basis just in order to function. Your freedom is now diminished. It robs you of your sanity. The things we did out there that we never expected to do.

It’s such a dirty game..and how we got ourselves involved in such a game.. This game in particular was the hardest obstacle I’ve ever had to face.

Today, I choose a new game. The game of Life. A sober one, that is. And I have the faith that I just may win this. I’ve been putting a lot of thought into it. In this game, I get a lot of tests thrown in my direction and I just handle them to the best of my ability as I carry my tools and teachings along with me. And along the way, you’ll also face times when your components or enemies try to knock you down.

Sometimes misery loves company. Don’t let them intimidate you. Those were the people who were never your true friends anyway. Not saying all but during the drug game, most people were out for themselves. In a lot of situations, they chose that drug over you.

But in recovery, you will interact with people who will reach their hand out to you when you are in need of help. And you meet people who just might care for you and not help you for something in return but out of the kindness of their heart.

I believe the program works if you truly work at it.

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