All in How You Look at it.
It's said that addiction is a disease of "perception". I have to say that seems to be true. My Dad used to say that when he got into recovery, he traded his "sh*t-colored glasses" for rose-colored ones! I've noticed in my past relationships, that there were times when we would get into the habit of expecting the other person to be hurtful, and so everything that the other said was perceived to be a slam of some kind. That's a pretty drastic change in perception from the "honeymoon" period, when neither of us could do anything wrong! I was listening to a podcast this morning and they were talking about "Game Changers". I like to call them "moments of clarity", but it's the same idea. One of the guys said that for a period of time, he did exactly what was the opposite of his (usual) reaction. For example, if he felt like skipping work one day, he'd go to work. And instead of sticking...chemicals into his body, he'd begun pursuing a healthier lifestyle. I vaguely remember being in that place. It occurred to me then, that whenever something was "how we've always done it", that was a big red flag! An oldtimer in the meetings where I got clean/sober used to have this cheesy saying. I'll share it with you because it's really true, and the Cheese Factor may help you to remember it.
"If you always think what you always thought, you'll always get what you always got. (And that's misery.)" ~ Carl R.
Now for the Saturday morning gratitude list. I don't know if any or all of these will be replicas of last weeks', but hopefully todays' will piggyback off of last weeks.
Being as healthy as I am. I'm not nearly in my prime, but I'm good enough to do the things that I need to get done. It could certainly always be worse.
Having a job to go to, 5 days a week. Most days I don't get bodily waste on me, and sometimes my clients will give me a kiss on the cheek. Not too shabby.
My sons. Their evolution into young men, and all that it entails. I am grateful for everything that they have brought into my life.
The ability to notice the beauty in the world around me.
Having had the relationship I had with my Dad before he died, and the relationship that Mom & I are working on.
The little "Nextbook" that my hubby got for me to write on. It works perfectly for the purpose for which I need it.
Sweet sweet watermelon on hot summer days.
What do you think? Do things look different after a bit of time sober? Let me know in the comments! God bless you, and I'll see ya here next week!