Reflection
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Reflection
I've had a rough few days, I could feel my conscious contact slipping away and my willingness to do something about it was weak.
This morning, looking at my reflection in the mirror, I noted the color in my face, the spark in my eyes and the clarity of my mind. These were all things I lost in my addiction. My skin was gray, I had tombstones in my eyes and my mind....no words to describe. I could never have done this for myself so why was I doubting my higher power?
Today, I am grateful for the gift of desperation and the power greater than myself that got me where I am today.
3 years, 4 mths....one day at a time.
This morning, looking at my reflection in the mirror, I noted the color in my face, the spark in my eyes and the clarity of my mind. These were all things I lost in my addiction. My skin was gray, I had tombstones in my eyes and my mind....no words to describe. I could never have done this for myself so why was I doubting my higher power?
Today, I am grateful for the gift of desperation and the power greater than myself that got me where I am today.
3 years, 4 mths....one day at a time.
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