Living in Abundance
My swollen eyes opened and I lay there staring out of the window in my room as the light struggled to break through the morning clouds. I was in another alcohol rehab institution and the familiar feeling of defeat washed over me again. I had been crying all night, so I was still tired. But I was always tired, exhausted…actually. I had spent a lifetime thinking only of myself, and it drained me. I wondered if I would ever stop feeling sick and tired, but then I knew that would require real changes. The nurse came in, “Get dressed honey, breakfast in half an hour and then group,” she said with a kind smile.