Living with an addictive mind
I don’t have a bad life, despite my physical and mental health challenges. I have friends and family who care about me, loving pets to look after, and a home to call my own. But sometimes I get obsessed with needing something/someone new in my life to provide more excitement. I don’t do well with the same routines day in and day out. And with the pandemic, that’s what it’s been. At times, the craving to feel something new gets strong. And I feel despair. Tonight it got that way. I’m clean and sober 12 years, and I’m working on codependency, and I wanted to crawl out of my skin. Fortunately, I remembered what I learned in the rooms - to turn my focus to helping someone else. So I took my dog for a second walk. Didn’t act out. Felt my feelings, cried out my frustration.