I am often reminded of my past life in active addiction. I don’t get stuck there, but I certainly remember when…
Today I was thinking about how everyone knew I had issues with drugs/booze except for me.
My husband at the time, my “friends”, my family, my sons school teachers, my neighbors….everyone knew but me.
This fascinates me because my mind was so sick, that even if you said it to my face “Danielle your an addict and you need help.” I would not have believed you.
I would have thought you were the messed up one. My pills and booze were keeping me together.
The miracle occurred for me when the LOVE for my boy was greater than this disease. The Grace of God was in my heart and allowed me to say – that’s enough.
It is a miracle for any one of us to even realize that we are sick.
And then – to find god in one another and in this world that was once so unacceptable.….Beautiful.