Sometimes, desperation is a gift. And sometimes it is the most unbearable pain that saves our lives. Complete defeat is necessary for a stubborn person, like me, who refuses to start again.
Regardless whether you were in the program or not, it would be true that most humans who experience trauma need healing. The only difference between us and normies is that if we don’t heal it, we will likely use again. And if we use again, we will likely die.
You cannot heal your wounds if you are not honest about them being there or fix your problems if you do not admit that they exist. Without being honest, you cannot accept responsibility for your part in things, and without accepting responsibility for your part in things, you cannot change things.
The truth is, you could do everything right and still relapse. And you can find all the mistakes that you believe led to your relapse, but you will never know for certain if changing these things would have prevented it.
In order to understand addiction and the way it has been allowed to consume so many American lives, you must understand that addicts use when they don’t want to.
We have been invited to grab ahold of a new idea that is gaining momentum. And as passionate as many of us are about decriminalization and ending the war on drugs, it is no surprise that someone came up with such a far-out proposal. It makes sense that this nonsensical idea would make sense to some people who have no real-life experience with addiction. But to anyone who has treaded the waters of opiate addiction, it is a baffling idea to consider.
Just like slavery and segregation, rape culture has been rewrapped in a new paper, with a new and shiny bow. That bow helps us sleep at night. But underneath that paper is the same old ugly thing. The New Rape Culture is working seamlessly. It leaves its victims powerless and alone.
It took me 20 years to realize that when he carried me from the toilet to my bed, covered in vomit from over-intoxication, it was rape. It took me 20 years to realize that, at the age of 15, I was a child.
Many people spend their lives blaming others and circumstances for their chronic unhappiness. You don’t have to be one of them. You can release the role of the victim, the betrayed and the abandoned. Stop using your painful past to vindicate the imperfections that don’t need an explanation. Being human is your gift to this world. The moment you embrace this, you can move forward with grace and dignity. You can become the victor.
She may not have it beat yet, but she would, the mother told herself. She knew she would find the solution — she just hadn’t yet. She knew she could get better, she just wasn’t better yet. As squelched were the screams of her soul, there was something she could hear. No, she couldn’t hear her soul at all. But this she could feel.