I think I can really help people once I've helped myself. Where I live in Orlando, even though there's a lot of things I love about it and I've lived my whole life here in Central Florida, I just feel... nothing when I think about home. No inspiration, no feeling of love or pride or longing or even belonging. I feel absolutely nothing. It's like trying to finish a story with characters that are based off of people I don't even like or know anymore. It's like trying to write the last lines of a poem I started ten years ago and then forgot about. Something just isn't clicking anymore.
From The Author
Welcome to my first 6 months of sobriety! What an exciting and whirlwind time in my life it was, and I look back upon it with fondness. Although I am very glad to be past those incredibly challenging and painful first few months. The only thing I would have done differently was started working the Steps right away instead of waiting!