One of the signs that I am living a life in recovery is remembering there are alternatives. When I was in my addiction there were typically two options. There was not alternative than the story I had in my head. It was not safe to check with alternatives because you might tell me I was wrong and mistaken. This would confirm my story about myself that I was a mistake and I was wrong. It is a difficult space to live in physically, emotionally, and physically. I am grateful for the breakdown of the ridiculous and unsustainable system of living. I am grateful it broke for me functionally before it broke me and robbed me of my life entirely. God continues to be the best alternative that exists. The moment I reach for God and ask, “God, show me how you see this. Is there something here I am to learn? God, I am open to a new perspective, be gentle and guide me in my heart to this new perspective.” Any of those alternatives give me a chance to live with discovery and openness to growing my heart to light of life.
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