Missing. Presumed dead. My hopes. My dreams. My potential. My sanity. Without purpose, compass, anchor, mainsail, destination. A hole in my soul. How can I fill the hole? I’ve tried alcohol, drugs, food, gambling, shopping, sex, dependency on people, exercise, […]
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After Relapse
How can I go back? I had been so cocky, so arrogant, so sure I had this figured out. I’d sponsored…even relapsers!…so sure, so authoritatively. Now I’m fifty pounds up, hopeless, helpless, embarrassed, chagrined. I know what the answer is. […]
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If I don’t throw it away then I’m a trash can. ~ Kay S The debris that sticks to the container. Food that drops on the floor, no matter h0w many seconds. Food left on the plates, you alone in […]
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Out of the night that covers me Henley had the image when he wrote Out of the night that covers me black as the pit from pole to pole. That’s the hell of addiction, of hopelessness, of unmanageable life. But […]
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