My parents for sacrificing so much of their time and love (and money) to make me safe within my world. For calling me all the time and getting me out of the house. And then just for being my friends too. They truly love me and want me to be safe and happy.
My dog Milo. Milo was with me when I went through my tough time when I was 23. And he's been there for me through the divorce. He is always going to love me and it really is because of him that I"m alive. I so did not want to be alive but I couldn't leave him alone.
My friends in the program. For showing me what a sober way of life looks like. And that I don't have to drink to achieve that life.
The program...for all the promises that it gives me.
My friends outside the program that have stuck through the worst parts with me. Weathered my anger and lying. Only to be there on the other side of the shit storm. They are so patient.
And I guess the one thing that has made me feel like my life was worth living was me. My life is worth living for because I am worth living. I'm not going to be a famous person or filthy rich...but I've got a pretty good life. And so much to look forward to. Why would I want to miss out on anything? Pain or joy...it's a great way to experience things; to be present and willing.
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