Originally Posted by lessgravity

It is a clean, safe place There is self-trust and burgeoning self-belief. There is just the simple chance that each day might bring something sweet and meaningful and worthy - as mundane as a beautiful rain, or a conversation with a colleague, or even an accomplishment, maybe just good, well-earned sleep.

And the person who I see in the mirror is the person who saved me. I can picture myself wracked in the horrors of yet another hangover, cursing the sunlight, waiting waiting waiting for my life to change, tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow, waiting for someone to come save me. And no one showed up. Until I did. .