Pictured: me, my daughter, and the llama at the Texas Renaissance Festival. She loves llamas!
My thoughts this morning. Sabotage does not exist.
I’ve written about my sobriety and my history with addiction many times. Some of you may know I’ve come back from losing everything. My sobriety, hard work, and passion for all I do have given rise to innumerable blessings. I have assembled a new life on the ashes of my abandoned, dead life; burying people, relationships, and myself along the way. That path is littered with the bones of who I used to be.
It’s true, much of what’s sacrificed during drug or alcohol abuse can or will return at some point during recovery. For those who may be in this situation, I do not want to give you ‘False Hope’. You see, not everyone will come back. Not everyone should return to their lives. Sometimes, people are in the past for a good reason. Poisoned relationships may or may not heal.
I do not consider my pain to be special. Everyone has toiled and struggled. That said, I’ve been blessed. My life has been a rollercoaster of hardship and blessings. After decades of building and demolishing my life, I’ve learned ‘Sabotage’ does not exist. I am my worst adversary and downfall. No person or persons may do me harm unless I allow them to remain in my life. Everything is so much easier if I take full responsibility and credit for everything that happens to me. I own it all.
Sunday, November 7, 2021