I’m back and don’t even know where to begin? First of all…how has a whole year gone by since my last entry? Where does 365…
I’m pushing myself to be stronger, better, more resilient, I’m looking for logic where none exists.
I was dying for a lot of years, yet through immense pain and the gift of desperation, and now dealing with grift and loss, I’m able to start living again, and you can too.
I’ve been able to focus my attention on much more important things, like myself and God and doing the next best thing.
Life was this constant race, either I was running, or being chased — always on the go. I couldn’t sit still, I couldn’t stop. I needed alcohol to fuel myself; the more I burned, the more I needed.
Now that I’ve taken the time to learn and with lots of help, it’s one of the most wonderful gifts I’ve received, something I give back to myself.
On this new journey, I’ve learned that there is nothing to fear but fear itself. You either have fear or faith — you can’t have both. I traded my fears for faith.