Who are we without our addictions and character defects?
Since I stopped eating sugar and white flower I realize how often I went to the fridge even though I wasn’t hungry but wanted something sweet.
There have been many times too that I put more spending on the card just because I thought what I was buying was what I really needed to make my life finally ok.
Places on the internet that I shouldn’t be at. We’ll just leave it at that.
Any distraction that gets me high, to kill the pain.
Exploding in rage at whatever perceived injustice I happen to stumble upon.
Who am I without those things in my life? I feel like they are slipping away, no longer providing the relief they once did. Same as my bottom with alcohol.
Lately I’ve been taking the time to stop and talk to people. Let them tell me about their day, their kids, their dogs. Who knew how simple and wonderful that could be?