I hope this letter finds you when you are desperate…it will mean so much more to you. No matter where you are in your addiction this can be your bottom. There is help when you are ready.
Dear Afraid and Hopeless,
I hope this letter finds you when you are desperate…it will mean so much more to you. No matter where you are in your addiction this can be your bottom. There is help when you are ready. Remember when the student is ready, the teacher will appear.
Let me begin by saying I was once just like you. Lonely, afraid, and addicted. As much as I wanted to get help I could see no way out. I had tried to stop but couldn’t. I carried so much guilt and shame for the things I had done I didn’t think I was worth anyone’s efforts. In a matter of months, I lost my home, family, custody of my child, my driver’s license…everything I had worked for and still didn’t stop using. The thought of death came to mind. I found myself in jails and institutions. Death was all that was left. I prayed and prayed with still no relief. I had traveled a journey for which there was no way back. I was too afraid and hopeless.
Then the day came when I was just sick and tired of being sick and tired. I didn’t have the energy to go get the drugs I relied on. I was miserable. I couldn’t go on like that anymore. I was finally blessed with the gift of desperation. I knew that I couldn’t do it alone—I had tried that route already. I had to have help. I had to surrender.
I finally asked for help and got to detox, and then treatment. Today I have been sober 46 days, and that is a miracle. Today I know that there is a God because I am alive and that is a miracle, too. I have another chance at life, one day at a time. You too can have another chance if you’re willing to give it a try. All you have to do is quit fighting and let go.
We hope to see you soon.
Safe, and Full of Hope