Step 2

I came to believe that a power greater than myself could restore me to sanity.

Sanity. There's that word again. Yes my life was insane, I already admitted that. But restore it to sanity? What the heck does that mean? Live life like normal people? This should be interesting.

Restoring my life back to "normal" has been a process. It has taken a lot of time, but it's slowly becoming a normal life for me. I am the best mother, daughter, aunt, niece, cousin, sister and granddaughter that I can be now. I am back in school continuing my education and I am seeking work. Work is the hard one. I cant pass a back ground check with a drug felony on my record. People don't seem to consider that I have been clean for 18 months, and that I'm not the same person that I use to be. I shouldn't say that. My family and friends know that I am not the same person that I use to be, and I'm glad I have them there for me, but that doesn't change the fact that I still need a job. And I know I cant blame anyone but myself for the drug charges. I did what I did, and there is nothing I can do to change it. Well there is one thing...DON'T DO IT AGAIN!