I am here

I struggled a bit this week because I read some old journals to my therapist.  I think it was the first time I felt the magnitude and gravity of the word suicide.  I've been calling it the "s" word in my mind.  I read about others suicides or attempts and think to myself, "Oh gosh that is terrible -- how much pain she must have been in to do that."   Helllooo?!?!  I was her.  I'm that person when I look in the mirror.  Like I said in a previous blog, we have to feel to heal.  I don't believe we can fully recover until we acknowledge things.  Hiding an addiction, an illness, problems are simply not healthy for anyone involved.  The below image jumped out at me on Pinterest.  Today I'm giving myself a pat on the back for working hard in recovery.  I'm exhausted but I feel accomplished.      

At our support group this week, a lady said, "Y'all may have just saved my life tonight."  

Someone replied to her, "You are here."

I am here.