The boy gently scooped up another small object and tossed it into the water. “I’m throwing these starfish back into the ocean. The surf’s up and the tide’s going out. If I don’t throw them back they’ll die.” READ MORE
I’ve found that throughout my life there was always quite a difference between the person I was and the person I wanted to be. I knew deep down inside that I wasn’t giving life my best shot. Teachers would remark about my “potential,” but I was happy not to study for tests and do well enough. I handed in assignments late and got points off, content because I knew I’d still get a good enough grade. I was always a fan of shortcuts, easy fixes and doing the bare minimum; whatever was good enough to get by. Why do today what I can put off ’til tomorrow, right? READ MORE
For most of us, it’s hard to open up about something we’re struggling with. We don’t want to be perceived by other people as weak or we don’t want to bother other people with our troubles.
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Up until the past year, I was always on the other side of addiction. I was the person who other people worried about, the one that no one probably expected would live a whole lot longer. I was OK with that. I envisioned that before too long I’d be gone and that, hopefully, my friends would show up to my funeral and say some kind things about me. I never thought that I’d be the one in recovery, mourning the loss of my friends. READ MORE
Usually, people seem to feel like they’re back at square one after a relapse, and in my opinion, some treatment programs reinforce that mindset. If you look at the whole picture there are two sides to this coin: If you’ve previously had years, months or even a few days of sobriety, that means you did find success for some period of time. Things were going right before they went wrong. Try and build on that success. READ MORE
When I was in the midst of my opiate addiction, I used to envy people who didn’t need opiates to function. Sometimes, even a year later, I’m overcome with amazement and gratitude that I no longer require them in my body on a daily basis. I never really thought that I would be free of the grip of opiates. It was like being in jail on a life sentence. I felt that life would be my existence until it ended, the only question was when. Though, around New Year’s Eve or on my birthday every year, some part of me would think “maybe this will be the year I get off opiates.” But that thought was always short-lived and evaporated by the next day at the first signs of withdrawal, like, “who am I kidding?” READ MORE
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