BY: Marc McMahon
Ok, so I am just going to cut right to the chase here. I have been writing my little behind off lately not only for my site which is my honor and priveledge to write for because I am doing the work of my Lord I believe. But also for a few other sites as well which is also an honor and priveldge to be able to give back to and share with.
With that being said I have a new article coming out on the Soberworx.com site where I am a Recovery Advocate sharing my insight through writing and any other way I can. Truly an honor to be a part of. That article and an article I wrote for the Landmark Recovery Blog should be out middle to end of this week. Both I am very excited to be able to share with you and I shall as soon as they go live.
The reason I bring all that up is because as I was trying to think of something to write about here for this week I kind of came up with a blank. Kind of cool really I actually reached a spot in my recovery where I didn’t have a real serious pressing issue to share about (kinda wierd really) maybe the beginning of Clean and Serene? MMM, maybe. 🙂
Never the less I wanted to write a short article and check in anyways and tell you of the one little thing coming up that is actually a big thing but I am trying to convince myself it’s really not. Little white lies mom used to call them. Like that makes lyeing ok, right? Just one little thing that I have briefly mentioned before that is very quickly approaching.
Pay attention to the dates here, clean date 4/9/2016. Relapse date 9/16/2016!
Clean date this time around 4/10/2017. Relapse date N/A!
I got clean this year one day from it being exactly a years time since my last relapse. Now quickly approaching the date that I relapsed last year I am looking over my program for weak spots. Comparing where I was last year to where I am this year.
Comparing state of mind, how busy my scheadule is and the likes in comparison to last years recovery attempt in hopes that if their is a weak spot in my armour it will show itself clearly so I can have it fixed. To be honest with you I am excited, scared, and a bit nervous about the next couple weeks. Although I am confident in my ability to succeed this time looking back on it I was last year too. Like I said, scary shit here.
Only one other time in my 22+ yrs of trying to stay clean have I made it past six months, but the one time I did I stayed clean two years and that was just 4.5 years ago. So I know deep down inside that if I can clear this hurdle and make it to September 17th that I will be well on my way but that does not change the fact that I am walking through enemy territory only difference is I have seen this territiory before.
I know all of the enemys hiding spots, I remember exactly where he ambushed me and defeated me in the “Battle of Relapse” last year and I am prepared for it this time around. Knowing the cunning, baffling, and vindictive tactics of my opponent though keeps me on my toes.
Knowing that this battle could be the mother of all and that if I come out victorious I have one hell of a shot at living a life of unimaginable happiness sober and drug free. Knowing that my army is much stronger than it was last year. Better trained, better equipped, and ready for battle.
I am not coming alone this time Mr. Addiction I am bringing the best to do battle with you. I am bringing the world’s elite fighting force to defeat you once and for all and put you back in Pandoras box where you belong.
I am bringing the army that causes the disease of addiction to “Cringe every time he hears our boots marching towards him to do battle.”
I am bringing the; Black ops operators, sobriety’s freedom fighters. The “Green Berets of stigma fighters. The Recovery Unensored Soldiers.
“Alone We Don’t Stand A Chance, But Together, We Can Change The World!
About the Author: Marc is a 48-year-old Author, Speaker, and Soldier in a war to loosen the grasp that Substance Abuse has on our society. He is a Father, Son, and friend to all those seeking refuge from this incorrigible disease. Marc resides in the beautiful Pacific Northwest where he enjoys, writing, hiking, and kicking the disease of addiction in the teeth, every chance he gets. As Marc always likes to say, “be blessed, my friends!”