February 27th - In Thought
Fake it until you make it…
That is what I was told to do; to act as if recovery is right for me until I actually believed myself.
Now, this not to be confused with putting up a front or dressing up the outside when I was hurting so much on the inside. Oh no, when I was using I had everyone thinking there was nothing wrong. I didn’t have job so of course I wasn’t eating 3 meals a day. The voices I was hearing, I told my therapist that my neighbors were harassing me and that had been doing it for so long that I hear their voices everywhere I go (sure nothing wrong with me… it’s them). Show up now and then to social gathers while all the while itching to leave so I get home and use again.
It didn’t take long for me to get tired of putting on an act. In my active addiction my time was better spent getting, using, and finding ways to get more drugs.
So what now, the masks come off. I get to be me for me. Not be someone else to please another, or to get what I want out of a situation. It’s tough looking into the mirror at my true self. It was suggested to me to act as if I would be taken care of no what is revealed to me in the looking glass. I try and practice this daily.
Accepting who I am, the good and the bad. Practicing self-honesty; understanding my strengths and my limitations. Recovery gives me the opportunity to work on being a man of character and not be a character - one day at a time