There was a time in my life when I valued my self-discipline above most things. I valued working hard and making sacrifices in order to achieve a goal. Putting in long hours working out, or long hours studying always had the satisfaction of reaching a goal. But it seems like I no longer give a … Continue reading Discipline? What Discipline?
I am still fighting. Day 1
Earlier, I made a post about how empty I feel. I think that might have been a lie. Honestly, I'm feeling myself stepping back into alcoholic thinking and I'm trying to retreat from it and protect my own resentments and feelings. The truth of the matter is that I don't feel empty at all, but … Continue reading Big Dreams…
Trigger Warning: I'm going to say some things that some might find to be sacrilegious, irreverent, and completely hell-bound verbiage about God. A couple of days ago, with respect to my relapse, I've gone and got rid of God again. Discharged. Vanquished. Thrown away. Etc., etc. In fact, as one of my earlier posts suggested, … Continue reading My strained relationship with God.
I relapsed yesterday. But I’m not going to give up. I’ll keep getting up as many times as I have to. This will not beat me. Day 1