How many times have I said I got this, then failed? Not enough, but plenty, says the THE POST MODERN JOB.
Me.
During the past four years I've whined, triumphed, lost it all, gained it back, lost my mind, found it, then lost it all again. How is this time different, you ask?
Number one, I'm in San Diego, where my heart and home will always be, even if it is expensive and chock full of more fake than I like, I've always thrived here.
The fact of the matter is this place is beautiful, chill and able to handle an educated, slightly crazy genius with ideas so out of the box that God Almighty plucked me out of what was once a relatively easy existence, then shoved me into a tornado that's whipped me around enough to be extremely well-adjusted to absolutely anyone and anything tossed my way.
Praise God.
Amen.
Secondly, after my last run with subtance abuse ended, I came to realize how much drugs suck these days. Postmodern society has everything out of whack. Too bad.
Although I never will be completely sober (because it is B-O-R-I-N-G), my wild/try anything days are well behind me in favor of peace, harmony and my own well-being. I have learned to live without any and all numbers whilst in distress because I want to protect my right to party responsibly.
Additionally, the edges of my personality and motives have softened during my trials, while my goal has remained the same: I WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD.
I'm ecstatic to know that I have in more ways than I could have hoped with the birth of this blog. I still receive emails from people, families and fellow escapees that are full of gratitude for the part my site has played in saving their lives.
To all of my advocates: I thank you all for keeping in touch and wish the very best in all you do with your freedom to choose whatever you want to do, be, accept and, to live. KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK!
Finally, I am thrilled that my friend Monica Richardson's documentary, THE THIRTEENTH STEP, has been released, bringing our cause to cinematic proportions. It's all so exciting.
New books, articles, websites, and Facebook pages pop up every single day with information about how 12 Step programs hurt rather than heal. At this rate, the Anti-Twelve step movement will be the new buzz-word before THE CULT knows what hit it.
I'm proud to be a part of it.
As I've said many times before, leaving THE CULT is no easy task.
Neither is being a pioneer.
You've watched me struggle.
Now, HEAR ME ROAR (even when I am silent *tee-hee! *)
I'm in the HOME-STRETCH!
Until Next Time!
