I will not live in the past, but sometimes the darkness pushes its way towards the front of my mind. It feels like a dream in many ways; foggy memories of another life and world—a hazy drug-filled landscape spilling over with bandits and mayhem.
Much like World History, we cannot afford to forget the past less we repeat our mistakes. For myself, I will spend the remainder of my days in treatment, recovering from my addiction. Ask someone with Double-digit Sober-time; cultivating and following an Action-plan for Sobriety is essential. Why? Addiction is a serial killer! Hell-bent on torturing and executing the addict.
The good news, life can go on after even the heaviest of drug use. We do not have to acquiesce to darkness and depression. If this piece of writing finds anyone suffering from addiction, I hope you will find the courage to ask for help. You are not alone. Happy endings do exist. Prayers will be answered.
April 25, 2021