At the time I quit using I was living in a stolen car. I had only the clothes I was wearing, and a heroin and alcohol habit that I thought was killing the pain in my life. But the reality is that it was slowly killing me. It was a painful existence.
One day, even though I'd been offered the opportunity before - I went to a detox unit. I stayed ll days then moved into a halfway house that kindly took me in without money. I finally listened to the wisdom of my pain.
Pain is a great teacher. And not only for us addicts. People quit smoking when they finally realize what it’s doing to their lungs and the rest of their body. Once people feel pain when they look at the image in the mirror, they decide to try eating differently.
Those struggling with the pain of not being able to pay their bills eventually figure out how to find better employment. Or else start their own business.
So, pay attention to your pain. Embrace it as your friend.
