For over a year now this little blog became an afterthought, but I’m still here.
I’m still here;
life is still challenging;
I’m still a sexaholic;
and I’m still in the game.
In an hour or so I’ll jump in the car and go meet with a group of fellow sexaholics. It’s how I start my Saturdays. It’s how I end my Wednesdays.
I was awakened tonight by a toothache, then kept up as some resentments and fears crowded my heart and mind.
Thank God for recovery to give me some shred of sanity amid the challenges of my life.
If the last year has taught me anything, it has affirmed that I CAN’T. I can’t manage life successfully on my own. I can’t forgive. I can’t forget. I can’t stay sober. The resentments, fears, frustrations, anxieties, depressions and demands are all too much for me. And while my connection to God waxes and wanes, I gratefully hold onto the belief that HE CAN. He is bigger than it all, and He can and will help me through it all. But it will be on His terms, not mine. God will work with me, but not for me. I’m the junior partner.
Blessings to anyone reading this. Let’s stay in this fight together.