The light

Graphic by Bruna Costa

I finally realize this recovery is bigger than I am. So is my disease. I have a lot to work on with my disposition toward life. Some things don’t need a reaction, but every action causes one. So, Lord, grant me grace and keep me focused on why I came here, please. Sometimes — okay, most times — I’m stubborn. But I thank you, God, for the grace and mercy you’ve bestowed on me.

I also must realize that once I do something or say something, I cannot take it back. I regret doing many things, but my biggest regret is arriving at this unmanageable place in my life. I particularly apologize for letting you down countless times, dear Lord. I LOVE YOU, because you first loved me before I was even conceived. You thought better of me and created me in your name and likeness. You gave me free will, which I took for granted. But never again.

NO LONGER WILL I BE A VICTIM!

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