You see, I am a survivor. I’ve had cancer twice. I’m a person in long-term recovery from alcohol and substance abuse. I survived my younger sibling’s tragic death.
Sometimes, the kindest and sanest thing you can do for yourself is to recognise that you need a time out. When you are in recovery, too much freaking out can be dangerous.
My little sister is an addict. A full-blown, non-stop, can’t see the rock bottoms she’s hitting, heroin addict.
I have writing to help me get my thoughts and emotions out. I have people around me who will love and support me through it. And I have yoga.