How many of us out there have fought this fight against addiction a long time? How many of us were recruited in a fight we didn’t know we could win? I was one or those soldiers who bought into the lie that I was you to die an addict and that this was the way my life was supposed to end.
I didn’t know that there was an easier and softer way to end my pain and suffering. That I didn’t see there was a way out. I kept thinking that this was going to be the end for me. To die in the street like a junkie with a needle stuck in my arm.
But this last run showed me that I’m better then that. What I thought wasn’t the truth and there was a better solution to my problem. That the way I was handling my issues weren’t the right way. I was fighting a loosing battle.
So I decided to fight I decided that enough was enough that the anger I had inside of me I could turn it around and use it for good.
