Recovery to me is an ongoing process, not an endpoint. It’s an opening into opportunity, risk, learning and more successes than I ever imagined. It’s accepting my strengths and weaknesses to be able to separate my disease from who I am and live my life. I have to take small steps and accept that life has its ups and downs, but not everything is permanent. If I keep doing the next right thing, everything falls into place. Maybe not the way I’d like it to, but that’s okay.
I am so grateful for my life today, but most of all I’m grateful to be alive to help others who suffer from this disease. Recovery is a bearer of hope for people so they believe in their ability to have a life worth living despite of their substance use disorder. It’s proof that I am not defined by my past, but defined by who I am today.