Happy, Happy Birthday!

On April 28, 1984 ,  I was sick and tired of being sick and tired of drugs, booze and though I had no idea of it, but I had mental illnesses I decided to check myself into a halfway house for Recovering alcoholics/addicts and those with mental illnesses. That's my sobriety/clean/in recovery from mental illness birthday, 29 years ago. I decided to get into Recovery because I hurt like Hell and was told that if I stayed in Recovery my life will get better. They were right! I've seen many a Dually-Diagnosed (mental or emotional disorder and drugs and/or alcoholism) individual say that "I didn't get into Recovery to be miserable!" I tend to, mostly, agree with that, but a lot of people when they go through tough times they will relapse. Many of us who relapse will die due to it and a more sad fact is that they take others out with them! Folks? We have got to do something about the situation that I just mentioned! A thought we may interject into the thinking of those like me who are going through tough times is "Stay in Recovery, don't do anything stupid and on the day those tough times are gone, you'll still be Sober/clean and alive and a free man. Plus, you won't feel horrible because you would not have hurt anyone and you won't have the Law chasing you. If you or your friend or person you've observed whom is obviously struggling you can refer them to the police/mental health facility.They will eventually be referred to people like me and I will tell them that I've been just like them and now I'm pleased as punch to be clean/sober/in Recovery by taking my meds and absolutely love life. Plus, I love damn near everyone and I will not cause anyone harm plus I've talked over 20 people out of suicide, I love being a model citizen. I love Recovery!