I’ve awoken to find myself in hell. A singular thought, an obsessive craving, scratching and tearing at my mind.
I’ve held on to hope long enough to remain drug free for a minute, an hour, a day. I learned from others experiences living in a world where manufactured escape is not an option.
I found my gut, my conscience, fully intact. I started to look at the world with child-like wonder. I let my own passion drive me forward. I no longer had to hide from the experiences of my past. In recovery, I found honesty. Embarked on a journey of self-discovery that began as quickly as I decided to be honest with who I am and what I want out of life… Continue reading “A Glance Inside the Minds Eye” Part 1: Recovery