It Happened……To Me

You wake up one day and realize you’re ten years older than you were the previous night. Beyond the initial shock, how does this development change your life plans?

It happens.

People give up on life and stop living, even though they are still alive and functioning.

They stop growing as a person, just going through the motions. Just phoning it in.

Feel sorry for these people? no. Some don’t know any better, some do but do not have the ability or knowledge of how to get past it.

Understand these people? Some can, the ones that have been through it or have loved ones that have lived it. Others can understand if they want to, if they are not busy condemning them.

Love these people, absolutely. But love does not mean making excuses or covering up their mistakes, it means loving them regardless of what they have done. It is not easy and it takes a very special person to love in this way

Hate these people? Hope not, for they are sick and need help. Would you hate someone with cancer? It is the same thing in my mind, even though others will never agree.

Why am I writing about this? Because 10 years ago I made the decision to stop living, to stop growing, to stop doing all the things that I had been shown over the previous 10 years in recovery, things that brought so much joy to my life, things beyond my wildest dreams. I just stopped. And my disease took over.

I am not going to go into details about what happened, really is not important to anyone reading this except for the ones that love me, and they already know all about it. Up until five months ago I was in the darkest time that I was ever in, bar none. Was on the verge of losing it all. And then something happened and ever since I have gotten better, little by little. I asked for help, and it was freely given to me, and all that is asked of me is that I help another person that might be suffering from the same thing. Isn’t that cool? That is ALL that they ask of me, no strings attached.

Anyway, back to the question posed by the daily prompt, how does missing out on the last ten years of my life change my life? It made it better. It gives me hope and direction, something I desperately needed again.

I don’t really like writing about my recovery on here because it is not a popular topic, but I could not resist based on the question asked here. So please forgive me if I have offended anyone or if I was a little too personal, just being honest.

God Bless and take care




About joatmon14

Man in recovery from everything, looking for a little help, inspiration and direction.... Have spent the last 25 years working in big business, getting lost in all the chaos, not feeling like what I did mattered. By no means am I a professional writer nor do I even think I am that good, but it is something I love to do. Getting lost in a world of words, even for just a little while is why I started my blogs. In reality, at the age of 49 I am trying to find my voice. To find my passion. Maybe starting a little late, but better late than never. I write for me, I enjoy reading other's thoughts very much as well and look forward to the day that I can hold an extended, intelligent, meaningful conversation with YOU View all posts by joatmon14

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