walkingthroughaddiction

 Several years ago when my son was in active addiction, I found myself completely obsessed with him. I went through the motion of going to work, or joining friends for lunch, but all I could think about was my son. As I reflect on that time in my life, I can see that I missed so many magical moments because I had no idea how to live in the present. I worried about the future, or dwelled on the past. Desparate to get some relief, I went to a therapist. I will never forget that after I had spent most of the session telling the therapist all about my son, he had the nerve to suggest I begin an excercise program. I decided that clearly, this guy had no experience with addiction or he wouldn't have suggested such a stupid thing. I walked out of that office that day determined to never go back.  Unfortunately, it took several more years for me to learn what that therapist was trying to tell me. I had completely lost myself. He was simply saying, in order to feel better, I had to learn to