Recovery gave me many gifts. Number one probably loss of fear. I walked away from my career (which I hated, I just fell into it). Having this second chance at life and how important LIFE is. Wouldn't let me sit behind a desk any longer.
It dawned on me that what I wanted to be doing was more important to me then a paycheck. The things I wanted to do, didn't require one. I took that route. I dedicated myself to only volunteer work only for a year. I was an art teacher for the developmentally disabled, a camp counceler, a court appointed advocate for kids in fostercare, and an art mentor.
I am working today. A very awsome job from home pretty much working my own hours. <--- The good you do comes back to you. Of course I still do the volunteer work. Financially we are not well off, but I was still able to pull it off. Soooo, happy I did.