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Just Want to Talk | Last Active: Nov 3 11:10pm | Replies (10)

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@dianekbrown

Life CAN be good. It's in little moments.....when I look up and see a flock of Canada geese flying. Or visits with friends. I had such a good dream the other nite that I woke myself up with my laughter. My therapist and I both painted during my session last wk. It was very comforting to paint again.....soothing you know. I lost my partner of 22 yrs two yrs ago and my former therapist of 18 yrs in March. My 2 best validating and significant people in my life. Yes, I still cry as I'm doing now writing this. Find ways to take care of yourself, physically, emotionally or spiritually. Whatever works. Alcohol and illicit drugs may work in the moment but in the end the worst still comes back. You have to work THRU it not AROUND it. I've been sober almost 30 yrs now without one relapse. Thru my animals dying, my partner then therapist dying. I have to admit, I DID start smoking cigarettes again about 5 wks ago. I guess that's a slower death than with alcoholism but I'll quit. I have quit so many times. Once for 10 yrs and that's when my partner was still smoking.
I don't think anyone is really happy. But there are moments. Remember all the beautiful memories that u and your husband shared. Your Higher Power gave u those memories. Build new memories with your loved ones...your 🧡 friends. We can choose our friends!!! Try to make it a good day today, we choose much of our future and destiny!

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You are right - we do choose much of our future and destiny. But right now I am stuck. I have never had a problem with addiction. I have never smoked, drunk alcohol to excess or taken drugs. In fact I shy away from taking drugs, illicit or legal, because I have queer reactions to them. I was given lisinopril for high blood pressure and had an anaphalactic shock from it. I almost died but my husband got me to the ER in time. When I had my hip replacement I had an extremely bad reaction to the anesthetic and was told by others that I was out of my head for a week. Right now I am dealing with a beloved cousin having a stroke. Thank goodness it was mild and she is recovering nicely. But nobody is close. I have no support system except myself. And I am not a wonderful support system. I beat myself up and go negative, even while I know this is wrong. But I still get up each morning and have to figure out how to get through each day.