I abruptly stopped all drugs and alcohol;
and while I enjoyed a new Spiritual component to life, just like my father, I quickly realized how raw exposed nerves can be. The substances I had understood to be the problem, were merely dry, brown outer layers of the proverbial onion.
The term “hitting bottom,” I thought, was like digging until you hit bedrock. But, as a dysfunctional overachiever, I had to confirm time
and again that it was bedrock I kept landing on.