Treatment Life - Here I Go (...playin’ star again)

Question: What do you do when thrown into the abyss?

Answer: Keep swimming.

I wrote that QA statement last night as a reminder to myself that I require more perseverance in the odyssey of treatment before me. Even though Odysseus would laugh at my paltry trial of 40 days, at minimum, he would appreciate that every journey, no matter the length, is difficult when all one wants is to be home.

Access to my blog while I’m in treatment is a treat I wasn’t expecting, but much like eating too many sweet treats, I need to balance my writing with my treatment goals. I may write every day, or once a week, or not at all after tonight. Not sure just yet. There is part of me that wants to chronicle my experiences in residential treatment, that requires tightroping over the sins of oversharing while simultaneously making for worthwhile reading.

Maybe it makes it less scary for someone else to consider. Or it illuminates what someone’s friend or family member is going through. At the very least, writing is my longest act of self-therapy regardless of whether I publish or if a soul reads my words.

Time to shut down for the evening. If you’re reading: may you experience peace in this moment and ease in the next.