My childhood felt tarred by the brush of addiction. I resented my father’s drinking and drug use as something that took him away from me, and I couldn’t understand how he could love me and still do things that hurt me. Fast forward to adulthood and I fell in love with my best friend, the funniest and sweetest person I had ever met, who happened to be in active addiction. Our relationship became chaotic - so full of love but also lies, hurt, and disappointment.I will never do anyone the disservice of pretending that life without addiction is a world of rainbows and unicorns, but what it is full of are healthy boundaries, conscious choices, and peace.
I have taken control of my life and the way I interact with the world around me. I can appreciate and love the people in my life who are addicted, respect where they are in their journey, but also respect where I am. My choices now come from a place of strength and love, not from a place of fear.