Here’s a little poem I wrote while in treatment…
Rise from the rubble
like the badass that you are.
The world came crashing down
but you have the strength
to build it back up.
Brick and mortar,
concrete and steel —
don’t let anything knock you down.
Some recent events have really put my recovery to the test, but I made it. I survived.
In this moment, I’m feeling a lot of strength and love. I don’t believe in prayer or good jujus or anything, but I hope in some way you’re feeling it, too.
CONGRATS! One day at a time. If that’s too much, one hour at a time. You’ve got this! You have people you’ve never even met rooting for you.
Thank you so much! That means a lot to me. 😊