I’m starting a new journal for recovery.
I am going to write down all the things (with in reason) that Sz has taken from me and then I’m either going to try it again or figure out how to get it back.
I’m not going to list… “SZ took away my ability to be an astronaut.” because if I was never sick, I’d probably not be and astronaut anyway.
But it did strip me of many things I used to like and care about. So I’m going to list it and see if I can try it again and get it back.
Number one just off the top of my head is camping. I used to LOVE to camp. Then I ended up homeless, drunk and rabid and had no choice. But now I’m stable and not homeless.
Camping season is opening soon. I’m going to try just a day. Just a Saturday to Sunday camp out in a camp ground near by. Just to see if I can get my love of that back.
Then I will try to see if I can get my love of something else back. Step by step. I should mention I won’t be going camping alone. My brother Jack said he’d go to. So if it all falls apart I’ll have some help.