Fear had never really been an obstacle for me.
Do I have fears? Yes! Have they ever consumed me? No! I was always one to face them head on, sometimes even being a little reckless.
Now though, I feel that, aside from guilt, fear is a constant emotion in my life. I have never felt more scared than I do now. I'm not even sure what the cause is, or if I just pick something new each day.
This weekend is going to be a test for me. A test of my strength to not fall back into the habits that brought me here in the first place. To do what's right... not just right, but HEALTHY for me and my boys.
I'm scared out of my mind that I'm going to fail. That all the hard work and progress I have made towards breaking those habits will end up being for nothing. That I'll end up right back in the prison I was in before. A part of me is still in there actually.
I need help!
Why is it so hard to say that? I was told that I never ask for it, share what I'm going through, or pretty much take the support offered to me. I'm trying to change.... No... I'm changing that! So here I am asking for support, for reassurance that I can do this, for prayers, good vibes, whatever it is that you can offer. Because right now my biggest fear is going back to that prison. If I go back, I don't think I'm ever getting out again.
~S~