With Christmas approaching, today felt like a pause button moment. A day to reflect, to feel grateful, and to keep things steady. Between making plans for my art and books and simply being present for my mom, the pace slowed in a good way. Calm had a seat at the table today.
I’m deeply thankful that I’m no longer trapped in drug houses, surrounded by cigarettes and illicit substances like a bad rerun I couldn’t turn off. I know how fragile stability can be. I could end up back there at any moment. Because of that, I’ve been walking this path carefully, balancing like a tightrope act under the circus lights. One wrong step matters, but so does every step forward.
Quitting smoking continues to be a major win, and the little things help more than people realize. The kitten is the cherry on the cake, a small daily joy that reminds me why I’m doing this. She doesn’t care about the past, only that I’m here now.
I keep working on my art and books, even on days when nothing feels like a masterpiece. That’s okay. Practice isn’t failure. Practice is where the masterpiece comes from. Showing up matters.
One more day smoke-free.
One more day balanced.
I got this.
by Dan and Bonkers
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