Wow!!! Did you write this? Then publish!!!
You had me straight in the heart with the first sentence of the post above. Really beautiful , I think I will print this out and read it Everyday.
Thanks for this incouragement and words of wisdom.
Today we went to the hospital in Dordrecht, South Holland, The Netherlands.
The original plaster, black, with the reason that I was also in a pretty black period, is gone. Sawing off a complete plaster arm with a Dremel seems scarier than it is, but in the end it itch a bit and I could actually laugh about it. The plastic surgeon looked at the nerve function of the damaged nerve and tendon. I got a new cast because it makes the PC heal better and the nerve damage in my hand is difficult to repair and in most cases never 100% and almost always in cases like mine not. This means the loss of feeling and part of my hand, but this is not very serious, actually I want to go with all of them. Then back to the plaster room. And as promised, the color of the day is pink. I was referred to a physiotherapist and will have to do a lot of exercises, but the wound I could finally see was smaller than I thought. A square of 4 by 3 cm about… The stitches are out and I now have a removable plaster and that’s nice just two weeks stinking like an otter I can wash my left armpit in a decent way again and that’s it again one day further in the trajectory of being sober and I am proud of myself with the things I see, the things I experience, and the things in which I make steps forward and can see that I have found a piece of peace that I had previously never got to know my life.
Below I will share the graphical part of the post with you, don’t worry, it’s all not too bad. We are moving forward in good spirits to the next operation and I will keep you all informed. My day is good and I hope yours is too.
While I’m actually still very disappointed with my opioid relapse, I think I can be quite proud of the rest of my stats. It is not easy for a while and the future is uncertain, but one thing is clear, there is no future in life that is not sober.
Experiences from the past, today’s catchphrases, currently my pores are sweating… I’m not omniscient, still forgetting what it means when you count on speaking the lies that hide in preaching being under the influence and distorting the truth .
I feel strong, and lacking nothing I am becoming less and less pale. It’s a beautiful day of and an even more beautiful week.
Ervaringen uit het verleden spreken de slogans van vandaag, momenteel zwetend uit mijn poriën… Ik ben niet alwetend,
nog steeds niet vergetend wat het betekent als je erop rekent om de leugens te blijven spreken die schuilgaan in de preken van onder invloed zijn en de waarheid verdraaien, narigheden zaaidende belevenissen te kweken en zonder geweten het opkomende goeds aldoor maar weg…maaide.
Ik voel me sterk, word steeds minder bleek. Het is een mooie dag van en een nog mooiere week.
Thnx and rising i am… But my head head is struck by An immens pool of emotion, greeve and rats of sunlight that glimmer thrue litteraly jours and jours of crying… the well seems endless. Even now i cry and then i know , and than i dont know why…
Nor good, nor bad… Im stick in a look imbo of tears that remind me of so much pain and i Just can’t stop it. I finaly AM crawling up out of depression but IT seems endless… I know it’s good that i cry, am not in harms way…
But the recognition of what’s inside is overwhelming… deeper then a universe
I go through periods of crying both good and bad. More so in the early days of sobriety but I still have them now just not as much. I think it’s normal but then again I’m no doctor so it could be depression. You’ve got a lot going on health wise which could be the cause. I find it helps when I post about it or talk about it.
No wisdom here Joost, just a recognition and an acknowledgement of what you’re going through. You’ve been to hell and back and then some. And you numbed yourself with some hardcore dope. You got a lot to process. This is one way of processing it. It’s OK. Indeed keep talking and keep looking for and using support. Again, don’t go it alone.
remove the E, E stands for ego and what are you left with, motions. Sometimes we just have to ride em, ups and downs and it feels like we’re going round and round but motions slow down and level out unless they get momentum so stop pushing against it and just go with the flow. We are not our Ego - motions we are just passing through.