I envy those of you out there that have found your purpose. Whether that pertains to relationships or your profession, I cannot even begin to fathom how satisfying it must feel working towards achieving something that you have set out to accomplish.
8 months ago i got sober. Don’t take this the wrong way, it was not by choice. I am not intellectually capable enough of having come to that decision on me own. I had no more cards left to play.
I think that I lost touch with reality, and I didn’t come back to this realm until I woke up in my bed having no idea how I got there. All I could think about was, “How did I fuck this all up again?” The truth is, I was so tired of fucking everything up, and the world would just not let me crumble, no matter how hard I tried.
Life was like a tease, and this went on for years. One step forward, two steps back. Whether it was getting into college, graduating, getting my first job coaching, or earning opportunities to teach as a a “fill in,” there was always something that I ended up doing to complicate my situation. It is almost like I didn’t want to be successful, or I did not accept that I was not as successful as I had set out to be. Everything was all or nothing.
I used to get off on fooling people, and I was really good at it. I was who those around me wanted to see, and adapted to every situation that I was in. It was not difficult to figure out what was expected of me, and I convinced myself that as long as I could keep up with the charade, I would be just fine.
Out of all the people that I fooled, I was the biggest sucker. I never thought about the endgame. What happens when all is said and done? Where will I be? What will I have?
The hardest part about everyday is waking up and realizing that somehow, someway, I have to navigate through this mess that I created. I have no idea what my purpose is, because just getting by isn’t enough anymore. I can’t have another drink, I can’t pop an addy, and I can’t roll a joint. I literally have to face my biggest fear head on, and until now, I did not have the slightest clue what it was.
The truth is, I am terrified of myself. Always have been, always will be. Until I can conquer my inner demons, i’ve got nothing.