“…baby i die every night, every time…”
“…baby i die every night, every time…”
I was humbled yesterday when I was invited to a local recovery group as a guest speaker to speak about my experience with addiction, sobriety, and the loss of Mikhaila. I was a bit surprised at first because I don’t feel particularly qualified to counsel anyone about how to cope with any kind of adversity in life. I often wonder myself how I have gotten through some difficult times in my life, and to this day, I continue to struggle with certain aspects of my past….I see a therapist for crying out loud! 🙂
I guess there are two types of smarts; book smarts and streets smarts. I would rather be guided by someone that has personal experience with what I’m struggling with, rather than by someone that has read a bunch of books on the matter (although I’ll take the book smart person if the street smart guy cancels).
It’s an exciting opportunity to encourage others through a difficult time in their lives.