To all the addicts in the house
Hey there, and Congratulations!
If you are reading this you are still alive!
That is no small thing for someone with a terminal illness
which is actively trying to kill you.
You wake up and there's a bomb in your head, and every day you
do the sober deal you
move the timer back from boom
for another 24 hours.
Tricky part is,
this bomb doesn't tick.
Be careful what you think about what you think.
It's no tragedy or surprise that you have an alcoholic thought.
My God, you're an alcoholic! Of course you're going to have alcoholic thoughts!
The tragedy is thinking about the thought and deciding that
The only true ward I've found to guard against the sick whisper in my head
(the fuck it or the you deserve or the why keep on or the it's your turn or the I'll show them)
talking about what I'm thinking,
sharing about how I'm feeling and
praying about what I'm doing.
Congratulations! You're still alive.
Now make it count for something
and go help.