Be safe in the knowledge that it too will be impermanent, it will be subject to change, and the trip -- 'any' trip -- will pass.
I am largely healed from NES. It has taken over a decade, and still I battle some nights. Last night, it was a tub of hummus.
Having to cope with the dyslexia just tipped my anxiety to the limit. I lost so much weight, and was put on dreadful medication.
Simply sitting with emotional pain and the urge to 'use' is the single toughest part of continued recovery for any type of addict.
I dreamed of adventures with my daughters, creative journeys indulged, meaningful meditation, and perhaps a little magic. But instead I got addiction, arguments, finally a confession, and now a slow lurch toward recovery.
Exercise changes how we cope with stress and how we communicate with our partners and children. Because we've done something good for ourselves, we become less resentful and overwhelmed. Removing excuses about exercise is an example I can set for my children.
I realized why I hadn’t been drinking. It stopped me from feeling. It stopped me from feeling something. And even if it’s only tiny, even if it only halts some smidgen of emotion, I realized that’s what booze does for me. It inhibits feeling.
Our dreams are the seeds that life plants for us, where our intuition whispers to us, and where we can find an anchor to our place in the world -- even if we are 'displaced' from it suddenly at 18.