Thursday, November 2, 2017

The past and the present

It's been a while since I put anything on the blog and that is because I have been busy working on my new book. It is a sequel to the first book that I wrote. It is about a woman named Madeline. The first book is about her journey through being diagnosed with a mental illness and her process of putting her life back together. The second book is about Madeline's journey through her relapse in substance abuse and her journey through sobriety relapse homelessness and turning points that come only a few times in your life. In the end which isn't quite written yet there is some yet to be determined surprises. I am hoping to have the book finished by the first of the year. It is coming up quickly and I am pressed to get it done. I have two photography projects and this book on my plate and when I get more than one thing on my plate I don't want to do any of it. That is why I am writing here tonight. I don't want to do anything else. I have been awaiting a call from a long time friend that lives out in California (my dad calls it the land of the fruits and nuts but he is prejudice). I haven't talked to her in a long time. I have a long assorted history with her and a past that I would rather leave in the past. I spent every waking minute with her from the time I was seventeen until I was thirty-two thinking about her or being in her presence. We were tied at the hip and fought like siblings. She loved me and I loved her and we fought a lot over what we each thought the others life should look like. My parents have never really liked her. They blame her for all kinds of things that were out of her control. I was the one who gained the weight. I was the one who used drugs. I was the one who cut myself. I was the one who gave her money without asking for it back. I was the one who did all the things that my parents blame her for but there are things that she did do. She dragged me along into every bad relationship she ever had. She put it in my face all the time that she had a guy. She would sleep with anything that moved then get mad at me for caring about it. I was concerned for her safety and she didn't seem to care but she was younger than me and young in her maturity. She eventually caught up in the maturity department but it wasn't until she met her husband. I just got off the phone with her and we had a very adult conversation. She has grown up a great deal. She is now pushing 40 and is trying to start a family with her husband but they are looking at adoption as well as fostering children. She is working in the inner city schools doing God's work with very troubled youth. I admire that. It was good to talk to her. I miss her as she is in California and I am here in Michigan but the distance actually was a good thing when she moved away it forced me to grow. I became more independent and grew some balls. I learned how to say no and gained a great deal of maturity when I no longer had her to lean on for my every whim. I am really a better person for knowing her and am happy to say our relationship has grown into one of mutual respect. I actually like talking to her these days. I have spent a great deal of time talking about this instead of working on finishing my book or working on my two photo jobs I need to get done. I should get back to work. Have a great day and take it anyway you can get till then...Peace, Happiness, and Ice Cream. Alex

2 comments:

  1. As we all know mental illness is a condition that affects a person's thinking, feeling or mood. If anyone is looking for the San Francisco drug rehab center, then you must visit miramaraddictionandrehabcenters.

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    1. Thank you for your comment. Addiction and Mental illness are a big part of my world. I have been clean almost one year now I will be clean a year on December 1st. Thanks again for your comments.

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