Hello All - I promised myself that if I relapsed again, I would go to rehab. And I did, and that’s where I am. Struggled mightily since my divorce in 2016 - had over a year twice since then; not a stranger to Recovery or 12 step programs. But I started using again after parole in March 2022 - and I’ve been in a downward spiral ever since. Going to rehab is the first step in loving myself again. Digging into my past to find out Why. Why I need to change the way I feel. I feel pretty good about things. Not overconfident, not on a pink cloud (yet!) - but feeling Blessed that I finally pushed the ‘Exit’ button. Because I don’t have a ‘STOP’ button on my console anymore! I did not want to go to rehab; I had to - to save my life. This is the third rehab since 2014, and I’m very hopeful, but it’s the last. I’m down with being done. I just wanted to post this in case there are others out there that think they can’t put their life on hold, or are scared of going to rehab. I did it for myself, because I love myself too much to lose everything and be pushing a shopping cart under a bridge - because that’s where it was headed. Peace out my friend - and I hope to see you in the rooms!
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Stay strong!
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Praying for you Thomas 
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Loving yourself again and digging into your past. Those are two vital components in the recovery equation.
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