Todays episode takes a walk through the dreaded holidays with family addiction. Is there hope of ever recovering our good memories made during family gatherings? What are the side effects of addiction? Family irregularities, health issues, mental health issues, and on and on. Parents carry the living grief daily. Here is a look into one of those days.
.."They both keep me going. Caught in the web of parental destruction, these children ease through like escape artists. My grandkids tend to rely on one another in ways other siblings never will. Shadows of unfair circumstances are illuminated by their grace and boldness. They both bless my life and teach me new wisdom daily."..
Will we be blessed to watch him grow into adulthood? His little life has endured the unknown for years. For that, I often feel angry and sad. He didn't deserve these cards, but his fast and impressive moves gave him a winning hand.
. .”It is the awkward space of anticipatory grief (when you know the end is near) and longing for life to return. Here we meet our darkest thoughts and our deepest hope, and it is in the black undercurrent of life they collide.”..
People rely on themselves for what only God provides, and it shows. We have entire courses to teach people how to be all about themselves! Self love sounds sufficient and enough.
..”I allowed myself to die before I am dead.”.. This is the raw truth of being done. Finding yourself at a place of hopelessness and fighting for the will to carry on.
How does one survive the war? They never engage in the battle. Step away from the friction and choose to be separate and live.
I hoped my words would change your thoughts. If I could convince you of your potential, ability, strength, and power, then you would embrace your worth and value. I thought if I spoke it to you loud and long enough, you would believe and find your confidence again.
We all struggle to feel like we are 'enough'. Note: we ARE enough!
I am a parent of an adult loved one battling substance use. For years I fought alongside, tried to motivate, and lent help in any way I could. I have paid bills- sometimes for months, I have posted bail, bought groceries, clothes, and other items. I opened my home in hopes of change. But the desire for change was outplayed by the desire to be high.