Written

Yesterday, I sent an email.

I wrote in response to a phone call (message) that I received.

I have pondered what I wanted to say.

And, yesterday was the day that I wrote it and sent it.

Here's the thing:

We all have the ability to voice our convictions.

I have almost always lacked tact.

I did my best to write kindly, with empathy and gratitude.

I was also to the point when I felt I needed to be.

I am grateful that "chore" is done.

In other news:

I was thinking this morning as I waited for my Lindy Hop.

I was thinking about the moments when I KNEW I was truly recovering from my addiction to validation.

The first moment when I really KNEW I was truly recovering was when I said, "No" to a person who I had loved deeply.

I told him "no" AND I told him why.

I remember that feeling.

I remember feeling like I had made a turn in my windy path - an actual turn, onto a different path.

This past weekend, I was by myself most of the time.

Not once did I run.

I just did the weekend.

Me, myself and I.

Recovery is HARD.

It's about re-wiring everything in your brain and then having the courage to live it.