The words ‘working a program’ don’t always sit well with people. So call it your recovery plan, your living agenda, your addiction success manifesto, or your SURVIVAL plan!
Four lives lost. In one week, I have sent condolences to four mothers. One more high became the last high. Two of those beautiful souls had been in recovery. That first use after a long period of being clean is scary. Too often, it is fatal. My heart aches for families who wanted this time …
Together we navigate a world that leaves us perplexed and jaded. Cold to the point of bitterness, we carry on.
Sitting at work like, "Was I even here in December. When did the sun come back? What just happened to 2019, was I even in it?"
And sorrow cascades in a hushed certainty.
Fading in and out of reality.
And joy evades, and hope carries away..
what is sure to come again on a better day.
The secret a child won't tell.
In anxiety, we fight. And we win.
We jump from one side to the other, never knowing where we will land. A mentally ill 'jumper'.
Where the run meets the end. A poem of survival.
Though I experienced trauma, I chose to not live traumatized.