It’s a funny feeling. It feels like you have a smudge on your face, and everyone is looking at you and talking about it. It doesn’t matter how hard you try and scrub it off, everyone can still see it. It is not like a birthmark or a scar. It is something dirty and unspeakable–something others seem embarrassed about. It is something you feel makes you a lesser man. You simply feel…soiled.
Is this the life you would have planned for yourself?
Is it the life you would wish upon someone else ?
But it is the life you have.
So love it!
Live each day with purpose and passion.
Play in puddles, don’t try and drown yourself.
Pain, frustration, discomfort should never be used as an excuse not to live,
rather they are our reasons to live. They are the fuel in our engine to reclaim what was lost and to build a life of passion and purpose.
Our motivation to get up and go one more time.
“There were two therapist sitting in a bar….” or maybe I should say, “There were a thousand therapist sitting in a bar and a massive bar fight broke out because they each had their own opinion on how WE were suppose to recover.”
Just like it is your story, it is your journey. There is no right or wrong way…there is just the journey. For me I found EMDR useful for a time, but really it has been tenacity, writing, the gym and being future focused that has helped me through.
If I had stopped pursuing recovery, if I had allowed the options of others and even the sway of a therapist to determine my course, I would never be this far down the path to wholeness. If you spend anytime reading or talking to others about their story you will find that there are as many similarities as there are people recovering.