Mar 31, 2023
No one can break your delusion for you. You have to do it yourself.
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No one can break your delusion for you. You have to do it yourself.
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Emotional sickness is avoiding reality at any cost. Emotional health is facing reality at any cost. M. Scott Peck
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Okay, so you're awesome. Had to say that. And I know at least some of the Destiel shippers are coming to their senses about what/who the show's really about. On one Destiel blog (non-Heller, she's cool about it) there was an anon ask that said, "I used to celebrate any scene Dean and Cas had together, now I'm happy if they're even in a room together." And the blogger/people in the notes agreed. At least some of them are starting to understand that the show isn't actually about their ship/Cas.
Aww shucks. You are awesome yourself, my darling.Β πππ
Wow, it only took forever for them to wake up and smell their own delusions.Β
Reflections from a sober mind
I'm standing in my kitchen making dinner for my boys and my extra kid. Homework is done and the trio is awash in laughter with their games. This wasn't me 5 years ago, heck this wasn't me 4 months ago. I started thinking about how alcohol and drugs fueled me, controlled me. I loved my kids but I was afraid of who I was sober. There were many nights my kids went to bed without dinner because I was more focused on chasing a high than I was functioning as their mom. I would get frustrated at homework and yell. I was staying up so late and so hungover in the morning. I cared more about being in an altered state of mind, I wasn't always aware if my kids had changed clothes for school before leaving. I am appalled at the parent I was. How I could put my addiction before my children. How could I spend so many years of their childhood checked out and phased out. I work hard every day to stay clean, clear headed, ever present and sober. I'm in love with a man who could never love me, but that's just something I have to process. He helps me every day to become stronger and not rely on a substance to exist. I will survive myself.