The real focus of today has been on my co-dependency.
I was sure that I was going to write today off and that my streak of good days had finally come to an end, but I can safely say that although today had its shit bits, I came through it OK.
I am now 1 week free from feelings of depressive illness and for that and my continued recovery, I am truly grateful.
If you keep going into a barbers shop, you'll keep getting your hair cut. If you keep going into a pub, sooner or later, you'll end up drunk.
I can achieve or do anything I want with my life for as long as I don't drink.
Being strong is having the courage to stand in the presence of weakness and overcome your fear and doubts.
I might even be so bold as to say that I'm starting to love myself.
Note to self: Just keep going back and keep doing the things that are having a positive influence on me at the moment.
My preoccupation with sexual thoughts and fantasies had warped the perspective of my entire adult life.