My Sweet Sara Law posted this today on social media.
I commented, as I do, because I feel that I'm a bit of an expert on addiction.
At least the kind that I have.
As an addict.
My comments were something to the effect of this:
This really IS an addiction.
Addiction isn't just an adjective.
It's an actual thing.
Again, "addiction" is not just a word to describe people who drink a pack of beer and a fifth of Vodka every day. Although, they belong to the club.
It is not just the house at the end of the alley way where people shoot up heroin or meth or snort crack. Although, they belong to the club.
It is not just people who are addicted to their computer or phone screen and the sex that is plastered all over the screen. Although, they belong to the club, too.
It is not just those who overeat or workout in excess or don't eat or clean to an extreme or shower seven times a day. Although, they belong to the same club as those above.
Addiction can be to destination. To the next activity. To the next trip. To the next purchase. To the next season. To the next year. To the next number on the scale. To the next relationship. To the next check.
We all belong to the same club.
Part of recovery and treatment, among SO many other things, is really living in the present and being comfortable with it.
Whether the present is "boring," "mundane," "scary," "lonely..."
We, everyone, need to stop looking forward to something in the future, something up ahead.
Right now.
Right now, where we are, is right where we are supposed to be.
Whether it is good or bad. Scary or exciting. Frustrating or content.
We have something to be grateful for right now.
We have something to learn right now.
We have something to laugh about or cry about or scream about right now.
Today.
This minute.
Such is addiction.
Learning.
Growing.
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