I have been transcribing for a show that deals with addicts. Today after being touched by some of the follow up stories I decided to watch a couple of full episodes, but I started to cry my eyes out. I felt of the family members and for the addicts.
But then it struck me in a different way. I related to these addicts. Although I was never a drug user, or had any disorders, I made my family suffer. Because of the way I was acting, my parents thought I was on drugs, I displayed a lot of the signs. I made my family hurt, and got hurt when they shut me out because they were trying to protect themselves from me! Wow seeing things now in a different light made me realize that in a sense I was an addict, just not to the same things. But a lot of addicts have deeper issues that just get buried. Hmmm sounds like me. And they shut them selves off from feeling, hmmm again sounds familiar. And I might not have been addicted to drugs or such, but my addictions could have killed me to, just like the ones on this show!
And I never looked at it in this light before, but I got rehab through a healthy community who also related to what I was going through, through Jesus, who carried the burden and washes me clean, and through love because they cared enough to want the old me back!
