Your ways are perfect and true—help me to never lose sight. As I partake in my daily ritual, I plead for your patience.
Do not let this be my last time, because I’m not ready to meet you. I think I still hate you—but I know I hate myself.
Prayer of the Lowly Drug Addict
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The pursuit of temporary happiness through substances is a dangerous trade-off. With every dose, we give up more of ourselves, eventually surrendering even our souls. The more we indulge, the more we fall into darkness—a deep darkness we once mistook for light.
Chapter 1 – The Illusion of Freedom
When I was caught in the throes of opioid addiction, I believed I was making progress toward recovery by numbing myself further with anxiety medication and alcohol. I was trapped in a vicious cycle where each attempt to escape the pain only deepened my entrenchment.
Chapter 1 – The Illusion of Freedom Personal Reflection
Addiction thrives in secrecy and self-reliance, deceiving us into thinking we must face it alone. It whispers that no one—perhaps not even God—can truly understand our struggles or offer help. Trapped in this lie, we imprison ourselves with shame and deceit, desperately clinging to the illusion of control.
Chapter 2 – The Cycle of Self-Destruction
As we read in Hosea 6:3, “Let us know, let us press on to know the Lord; his going forth is sure as the dawn; he will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.” God’s grace is like the gentle rains that restore the earth—nurturing, healing, and reviving the soul. When we take those first steps in recovery, we begin to realize that we are no longer captive to our desires and impulses.us to this point: the complete submission of ourselves to God.
Chapter 3 – The Turning Point
