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May 23 • Who Was That??

Day 318

I cannot count the number of times I said these or similar words:

"I don't know who I am anymore."

And as recovery kicked in, I shed tears more than a few times around the fears,

"I don't know who I will be when I come out of this, IF I come out of this."

Questions remain, but they don't get asked much anymore. I am content that I was lost, that I was confused about the directions in which I was headed. I was certainly uncertain about the future and where I would fit. I am content that I don't have all the answers to those issues that so dominated my heart and soul at various times. I am content that I am better than I was a year ago, and I can wait for the evolving results of working the program and working on my life with long-term anticipation.




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