I remember, just before my recovery began, hating the way I was living, hating my life. I cringed every morning when I woke up knowing addiction would rob my day of any beauty or joy...I didn't know how yet, but I knew it would.
One of the first things my recovery taught me was to change my focus, to stop obsessing about my son's addiction and start taking better care of myself before I sank with him.
Going to meetings instead of driving around bad neighbourhoods looking for him was a start.
Using prayer and meditation to get my balance each day and find peace no matter what it brought, instead of getting mad at God for not doing what I asked was a healthier way to see things.
It was hard at first, I didn't know where to change my focus to. But one day at a time, one small thought change at a time, I groped my way out of the darkness and into the light of recovery.
I was no longer a victim, I was a survivor...another change of focus for me.
How about you? How can changing your focus bring good things to your life?
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