It’s 72 days clean today, and I am about to book my ticket to fly back to Johannesburg, to visit my sister, who is coming out from Dubai. I will be in Jozi for one night, and then we’re off to see my brothers.
It will be the first time we’re all together that I am sober. I have a lot of apologies, a lot of damage to correct, but I am resolute in my determination to do this, to make right the wrongs and despite the pull of the meth, and the fear of Jozi, this big, ugly monster – hey, I know it wasn’t Jozi that made me mad, that made me do drugs and that cost me everything – it was ALL me – but the worst of ‘me’ happened in Jozi, and the last time I was there, I failed.
So respect for the monster, it is three-fold: me, the addiction, and the city where it happened.
I won’t let it beat me.
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