Before recovery, during my addiction, life was anything but peaceful. It revolved around work, sex—more sex—and drugs. Chaos was the norm.
But now, I’m starting to realize that life can actually be enjoyable without all the madness. I’m finding joy in the smaller, finer things—sunny days, walks in nature, reconnecting with old friends, good food, my health, and traveling. There’s a kind of peace in all of it. And I’m learning to appreciate peace. Turns out, peace can be fun.
What’s interesting is that I’ve also started to observe other people’s behavior with curiosity. I notice things I never would’ve paid attention to before, let alone question their meaning. Recovery has taught me a lot. A lot.
