Where are the individuals who have stood six feet from the edge and thought…maybe six feet ain’t so far down? Who has experienced the stench from the sulfurs of hell? Who has witnessed the loss of a loved one who’s health silently deteriorated to unconsciousness and death. Addiction shows no mercy and will never let up given a choice. To addictions I have lost my father, my mother, and most recently an incredibly wounded and vibrant young mother of a 9 year old daughter in foster care who will never get to know her mother whose battle with chaos was lost in the solitude of addiction.
Addiction kills. Even worse, addiction mames, destroys, divides, and conquers. If you are reading this you have not taken your addiction as seriously as you need to. My life has been forever altered due to the subtleties of addiction in my family of origin. If my problematic behaviours had not been alcohol, marijuana, stealing or pornography…they could just as easily have been gambling, sex, narcotics, or violence. I need to do conscious battle with addiction within myself and the clients I serve on a daily basis. Please want to live…please need to live…desire the peace which surpasses all understanding within the conscious contact with a sober mind.
I choose to do this work in addictions because it provides me with focus. I serve my Master in the battlefield of human suffering (soul, spirit, body, and mind). I would not want to be doing this battle alone or with another individual who was less aware of the enemy that we face from all fronts. A client is the best of allies when we face the common enemy. Your recovery is vital towards my own recovery. Fear not for I, to, am in this battle to the end.