LOVE TO THE SOBRIETY

LOVE TO THE SOBRIETY

What is sobriety? Maybe it's not getting up every morning, opening my eyes, feeling something cold, seeing the sun's radiance and being able to feel the air I breathe; Perhaps it is not the consciousness of having slept well, waking up in the true and only reality that one has; Perhaps it is not the disposition of my heart to raise a prayer of Gratitude to My Heavenly Father for allowing me to wake up lucidly and completely healthy and be able to go to the kitchen to prepare a good coffee, and then go out to fulfill daily obligations.

Well, with the passage of time, and after being immersed in the depth of madness, in the most recondite ways of mental disturbance due to the exacerbated use of cocaine, I have learned that there is something wonderful, great for an addict, sobriety; I intend to teach that those who fight against this disease, and that we still stand, sobriety is a great value.

Not to consume alcohol, cigarettes and drugs is one of the great blessings that a human being can have, although coffee does not turn out to be the best friend, in moderate proportions it turns out to be a good source of energy, that is why I have not left it yet.

After almost feeling like I was losing my mind, hearing voices speaking to me, feeling like they were chasing me, running out into the street running away, deep down I was aware that I had gone crazy, I could not resist my own mind, that the same that tortured me in the limbo between reality and illusion, but how could I discern between what was true and what was true? As? I did not believe in what I saw, and if I believed in what I saw I could make mistakes, which, by the way, I always committed.

When I'm drugged, it's not me, I'm stupid, I have no will, I'm robbed in my own face, I enter a state of inertia, where I prefer not to do anything, more than give it again and again to light the smoke to drug me , there are no sexual desires, no desire to dance, no desire to enjoy, in me there is nothing funny when I am drugged, maybe the search for a place, a hiding place, where thoughts do not arrive, where there is no torture , or social conventions.

There are those who consider that the world of drugs is the world of debauchery, debauchery, extreme fun; and in fact I met many drug addicts who were apparently happy in their own world, I could see them happy, having fun, but in my case, never, the only thing I could do was to abstract myself from the reality that I did not want to feel, but I could never feel happy, that maybe the reason why I never wanted to stay in the streets drugging me, I felt deep down that this was not my world and that it never belonged to him.

When we are sober we can truly enjoy the events of life, there is a true balance, we can consciously decide, we can adopt a moderate posture, we can express ourselves freely from the heart and thoughts, there are no sensationalisms or overactive expressions.

Walking in the streets, sometimes I breathe deeply and say mentally, thanks for being sober, I can recognize people, colors, feelings and even thoughts, when you are crazy, there is nothing more than that, madness, debauchery, but fortunately recovering addicts learn that it will always be preferable to be sober, because only then can we reject the wrong proposals, say no to drugs, because when I am sober I do not make so many mistakes.

written by Omar Colmenares