This is the time when I get to say what's on my mind. If I could calm the raging voices in my head, maybe I'd say something lucid. My thoughts are chaotic, but my gut feels empty. It's like there's a disconnect between my brain and feelings. That may be a sign of mental illness.
I was taught in recovery to accept that I'm powerless and turn my life over to a Higher Power. I'd do that if I could find any evidence that such a being exists. So, my mind says I'm in this deal alone and my gut do