Well, I'm proud to announce that my daughter's ex-boyfriend has found a counselor, has reunited with his church and is finally reaching out to people for support and guidance. He was addicted to heroin for 3 years and has been through rehab three times.
Him and I have been having short conversations about addiction. I wrote a blog a while ago about how similiar we all are. How we're so afraid to quit, we panic at the thought of quitting. It's very hard to reach out for help because the thought of being without is just so terrifying. We all thought that smoking relieved stress, anxiety. But just remember back when you didn't have cigarettes left, you had no way to get to the store, you start digging through the ashtrays and the garbage for a few butts just to get you through. Now, explain to me how that relieved your stress and anxiety.
In the beginning I wrote blogs to express my feelings, my physical withdrawals because I didn't understand them. I didn't know how to put them in their right slots. How to categorize them. I obsessed for a very long time about "I've got to have a cigarette". I just couldn't let it go. Only when I finally got the mind-set of that's just something I used to do; it's not part of me anymore; it's not who I am was I finally free of the obsession.
Now I write blogs to make people think and have people react to what I'm saying. I'm not looking for praise, although it's always nice to have. I'm looking for collaboration, a gathering of thoughts and wisdom from others. If I can spark one person to sit back and really think and go, you know, she's got a point there or yeah, I felt that, then my mission is accomplished. They always tell you it gets easier. Give it time. We are all impatient souls. We want it and want it NOW. Be patient, take one day at a time, learn from yesterday because you'll be using it today and reflecting on it the next day. It's a process. It's worth it. The peace, the freedom, it's there at the end. Trust me, it's there..................
