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Having a relationship in recovery is exciting, difficult and fun, whether it is with friends or romantically. There are a lot of things that I have learned as a result of getting sober and going through a sober living that allow me to have lasting healthy relationships with other people. The tools I developed in New Life House put me in a position to succeed once I graduated.

Waiting on College in Sobriety

 

After 6 six years of sobriety, I often reminisce about the series of events that lead up to me getting sober, and also theorize about what has made my sobriety so successful. It was an incredibly humbling experience for me to drop out of my university to get sober when I was 19.

Our family is celebrating as my son takes his first cake at New Life. When we arrived at New Life House a year ago we were bleary eyed and just plain exhausted from the chaos that addiction creates. I could not even imagine celebrating my son’s first cake for a year of sobriety. I could not remember the last time my son was sober.

When I was living in my addiction, the world around me was a dark place and I looked at other people that were happy and didn’t think that it was real. It all seemed fake and I thought that the world was full of lies. This is because I could not see anything beyond my own eyes and beyond my own thinking. I was stuck inside a prison inside my head and the only way out was by using drugs and alcohol to numb the way I was seeing things and the way I was feeling.

It has been just over 22 months since one of the worst days of my life happened. A lot can change during that time.

My perception on life and on people has done a complete 180 degree transformation in my sobriety. My perception on life and people was glum, judgmental, and filthy while I was getting high and using drugs.

Six months ago, I was certain our family was destroyed.  Our 20-year-old son had admitted to us that he couldn’t go a day without drinking, getting high or both. He was admitting himself into a 30-day residential treatment program.  He pleaded with us to understand that he needed, wanted help.  Help that I, his mom, couldn’t give.  How did my begging, yelling, bribing, talking, loving, threatening, bargaining, crying and everything else I had done in the past 20 years not prevent this?

When I first entered New Life House I really didn’t want any part of it. I had my own beliefs on how i was going to stay sober. Alcoholics Anonymous was a foreign concept to me, and the thought of spending such a long time away from my home-town in San Diego seemed impossible. Fortunately for me, I had nowhere else to go. If I wanted to sleep with a roof over my head, I had to stay in sober living. Luckily, down the line I met some pretty amazing role models, and a community built up around me that I never could have expected.