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something I have always realized is that "I have always had more than enough"... I left home at 14, there were some really trying times... times when I ran out of food and didn't know if I would eat, friends brought it over without asking, they just knew... parents of friends would send "care packages" so they knew I was fed. Teachers watched over me and took the place of parents. They too sent food home when I was struggling.
Presents would appear out of no where and I always had a place at christmas dinner. So while I didn't have my own all the time, I was always welcome.
I only developed problems when I focussed solely on myself. Then I became addicted and out of touch. I spiralled out of control. When I regained my persepective, the addiction has stopped and life is once again wonderful. I will try to be greatful that my addiction taught me this lesson when ever I am feeling down.
Levi
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