“I have floundered in and out of pain and grief. I have disregarded my own ability to choose the life I want to lead, accepting the unexplainable desire to write with purpose. I’ve isolated myself from the things I used to love, in pursuit of my own goal…” Continue reading Higher Powerlessness and the Illusion of Free-Will (Part 2)
The direction of my life is completely out of my control. I cannot prevent my gut, or my intention. My own desire to write the thing I wish I could read. I’ve found myself contemplating ideas of purpose. Ideas of success. Analyzing and interpreting what these words mean to me. What I want and how to achieve it.
The thing is, I have a dream. I want to be an author. Continue reading “Detox, Recovery, and the Pursuit of a Dream”