Please note: This report talks about substance use

 

 

 

Hopes and fears 2021

This is a mixed bag of emotions for me on this subject. I have hope, let’s be clear on that.

I’m sat in my own flat now writing on my wireless keyboard [kind new gadget from Groundswell!!!] reflecting on the fact that it’s three years since I first entered the homeless hostel with massive fear.

Then I was destroyed as a person, trapped in addiction, no hope except when I got my next drink, lost, scared, petrified and soulless.

Today, I’m sat with over two years recovery, volunteering as I can, rebuilding relationships destroyed by my illness, appreciation of precious possessions, mostly pictures, not many, but so important to my state of mind.

How many material possessions or labels do I need to be at peace. A place to sleep, eat, wash and listen to music…That’ll do me brilliantly.

So, coming into the summer months, do I wish to jump on a plane, tan my pasty body, eat excessively and then sleep…no…I have nature to nourish me, people to connect with, a support network that gets me, yes, me and my defects, as well as show me kindness and understanding.

What else do I need for today…my recovery programme, simple as that.