1 hour ago
I felt trapped, stuck, ashamed, sick, angered, sorrowful, depressed.
How had I found myself in this certain layer of hell?
I knew there was a badass buried somewhere within mewas she still breathing?
What finally made me commit after 20 years of hardcore partying?
I picked up denial and took it off the table.
The grittiest grit rose up within me. Like a junkyard dog I became.
Butso didthe fear.
But also, the potential for the ever elusive peace.
I knew the magnitude of the mountain in front of me.
What I didn’t yet have the perspective to know was that it was actually a mountain •range• set before me.
Learning how to even begin the first step, let alone how to climb, traverse, rappel, leap, hold on for dear life, travel by moonlight, cry through the pain, nurse my wounds, strengthen my mind & body, and finally to rest, has been the most satisfying and empowering experience I could’ve ever imagined.
If yourself, or a loved one, is standing at the base of the formidable mountain of addiction - come with me. I’ll show you what I found along the way. I forged my own path.
I needed something different.
I always have.
It's not only turned out to be the grandest adventure I've ever embarked upon, it's also given me the most priceless of gifts.