My Life In The Addiction Field

As I started this journey in 2008, I wanted to save the world, but as the years passed, I found this would never unfurl. The decisions I made I felt were just and right and always with God’s guidance in sight. I’ve seen a lot of people come and go and a lot of those people I’ve worked with in this field have done it for show. For those that don’t agree with my methods, I really don’t care, because my methods have returned hundreds of people from guilt, shame and despair.

I haven’t always been correct in decisions I’ve made, but most of the time, those decisions were right. They were made with love and the best intentions so we could stay in the fight. I’ve seen to much death and have been too to many funerals because for one reason or another someone wouldn’t listen. Don’t they understand they must have a working vision. Be it the addict, the parent, or other people in this field, why don’t they get this is not a game. Maybe it’s because they are the ones filled with shame.

I will hold a hand when the hand needs holding but I will slap the hand when things start unfolding. For those  that believe this about butterflies, rainbows and a quick easy fix, let me remind you that the enemy of addiction has its own bag of tricks. 

When one is in this fight every day, please forgive me if I’m not in the best of moods and not ready to play, because what I do can depend on whether someone lives or dies. My focus is elsewhere so I’m not drying my eyes. 

So, as I prepare for yet another funeral on February 15th for a sweet, gifted, intelligent young man who will be forever 19 years old and Zach Horton is his name, let me remind all of you that addiction is not a game.