The holidays are a difficult time of year for the most healthy people. The Buddhist teacher, Ram Dass, famously said, “If you think you’re enlightened, go spend a week with your parents.” Add addiction and emotional problems, and it can be a total nightmare.
Four years ago, I was the only person in my treatment center. Everyone else went home for the holidays, but I had to stay behind. Loneliness doesn’t begin to describe the feeling. But at the end of the day I was right where I needed to be. I was incapable of staying sober and I knew I would die if I didn’t get help.
One year ago, on December 21st 2013, my childhood friend died of a tragic drug overdose, leaving behind two young children. I will never forget her little boy fighting back tears as he tried to read a letter about his mommy at her funeral. He couldn’t do it. He completely broke down in front of all of us, his dad stepping in to try to comfort him.
This disease is brutal, life-destroying and family-destroying . It doesn’t let up, not even for the holidays.
I am so incredibly grateful for my recovery. It isn’t always easy. But what an amazing adventure it’s. And trust me, if I can do it, anyone can.
If anyone needs help, is thinking about drug treatment, let me know. It doesn’t matter how much money you have. There are places for everyone’s budget. Let me help you find them.
I hope you all have a safe new years. ❤