My adult life spiraled downhill as the hollow valleys of addiction dawned like shadows from a dark sunset. As hard as I tried to get clean, sobriety was always in vision but just out of reach. Just like the carrot dangling in front of the hungry horse, I could see victory but never reach the goal. Life festered in frustration and disappointment, one after another.
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Our needs tend to differ day-to-day, hour-to-hour. Last night I lay in bed awake and became hungry. Out of nowhere a hankering arose and I craved a Lärabar. So, my feet landed on the floor and I paced myself to the snack cabinet to grab, and enjoy, the unique cashew-blend.
As I recall, it hit me like a ton of bricks, but as I reread the journal entry I was disappointed. You see, the decision to begin blogging about addiction has redefined my ideas of fulfillment. In many ways it’s a miracle. So when I looked back and all I had was 2-3 bullet points, I was surprised; I remember it being much more!