My journey out of the depths of active addiction had moments each day of complete peace and serenity.
In the beginning there were fewer. In between the serene times was living hell on Earth.
Terror, palpitations, no sleep, anxiety etc etc. Basically the definition of insanity.
The crazyness slowly subsided. It was closer to I got used to feeling crazy and then it went away.
Nobody really cares except me and folks here and at AA meetings. I knew that there were.folks at my meetings that would take care of me if I needed it. Up to letting me sleep on their couch. Aa is awesome if needed.
I needed it initially and now I am making my way knowing I have Sr and AA in my corner always.
Of course there are Dr s as well.
Suffering was the key to my escape.
Thanks.