The first step is the hardest
And there will be slip ups on the way,
Look towards your destination, then again it is a journey, that path I rather stay.
When I confessed to have a problem and I couldn’t stop
People were apprehensive to say I had an issue,
I would reply: “yes… the problem is you”.
Then again I began to ask: “what do you really want J?”
Actually my answer was ‘I can’t people f@ck off as this place is where I prefer to stay’.
Now One year on, jeans can now fit… just
I go to the gym, and despite feeling tired afterwards, that dopamine for I do trust.
The hands I held were the services and my own;
I refuse to hug anyone as nonsensical words came from those who thought they knew,
I spoke to a medic and told him I simply had enough,
As it was only 18 months before I felt phenomenally tough.
Today I am happy
I do my thing and cause not angst to others,
As I know there is a spirit out there protecting you all as my head, heart and soul no longer shudders.
“1 year of sobriety… don’t give in… you are important x”
Jason
11th December 2025
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