Hear me out:
When you are in recovery, there is nothing comfortable about it.
NOTHING.
Not a thing.
Zip.
Zero.
Zilch.
Nada.
It sucks.
It sucks a lot.
Like, it sucks the suck out of the suck.
It is not full of unicorns and glitter and party hats.
It's full of snot running down your face and into your lap.
It's full of fatigue like you've never experienced.
It's full of fighting with your brain and your heart for something better.
It's full of grief, fear, sadness, shock, guilt, embarrassment.
It is ugly.
Recovery is about committing every single day to do what is best...
What is best for every other day of your life.
For not giving up on what you want most for what you want right this minute.
And, when you are an addict - you want actually have to fight those cravings.
It's about not accepting anything less than your worth.
Which is never up for discussion.
It's about changing your life so that your new life is safe from your old life.
It's about boundaries and walls and ending relationships and being vulnerable like you've never been vulnerable before.
It's about being raw and emotionally naked to those in your circle.
It's about admitting that what you've been doing is not okay.
It's about taking that little tiny mustard seed of hope and trying to live on it.
It's about dating yourself, so to speak.
Finding out who you are and what you love and then being so committed to it that anything not in alignment with those things is out the door.
Be so EFFING committed to you and your worth that you accept nothing less than divinity.
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