This is a great topic. Sometimes I feel like i'm boring. Work everyday. Responsibility. Same old boring routine every week. Yet, I do have fun.
My fun is being able to cuddle my kids or them knowing that I will never leave or go to jail. I have promised them that I will always be there (hope to be until they understand they will out live me)
Yet, even without my RAH saying that I am... I accuse myself of being bored. Maybe because i'm a RA and lived the "psychotic" lifestyle.
We were talking about how lucky we were to have survived it all. To just be breathing today. I told him I would never risk what I use to. I had to put to bed that thinking and when it creeps in I start going over my thankful list. I remember how much I have to lose and how unwilling I am to do that. No substance will ever trap me again.