I heard a gentleman share tonight about being an ex marine and that he was a free man today. Free from the bondage of drugs and alcohol. As I listened to people share tonight about how they were free to live their lives today without the chains of misery I started to reflect on my own life. That movie that likes to play in my head was moving slowly, giving my eyes an opportunity to really see how things use to be. I was a slave to my own appetites for so long. I had no idea how to live with them and was scared to death of living without them. I think about all the things that had me mastered for so long, sex, women, money, the “scene”, being cool, food, anger, hate, fear and on and on. So I shared about what it was like during my active addiction, and then I shared how it is now. And today my life is beyond anything I could ever dream of for one simple reason. I have found peace. I have let go of that anger and fear that drove me for so long. I have let go of the reigns of false control and let someone else be in charge for a change. Why wouldn’t I? Who needs all that baggage from shit that I have no control over? I cannot control the timing of anything, nor would I ever want to. But at some point in my old life I thought that I could. I really was that guy that would spend time “worrying about my worries” until it made me so sick, the end was near. For 20 plus years I was broken and enslaved, and today I am a free man. I am free not to pick up the straw or the bottle today. Most of all I am free from the sick insanity that comes from the moment I put that poison in my body. Today, I will fight for my freedom. I will fight to the death, after all that is all that waits for me out there if I go back to my old ways. So, for now I will hold those memories of the insanity and pain close, and hope to never forget. And hopefully, I will be the one out of ten that makes it. Thankfully though, today is all I have to worry about.
Happy Fourth of July