A poem I wrote a few years back…can you identify? It’s how I felt at the time… *I appreciate you all so much! Please feel free to share any writings or poetry you have or love in this group as well! 🙏✨ ✨When I think of a tunnel, I think of a dark and gloomy place, like where I once was in my life, in my head space. Depending on where you were at, it seemed to go on and on forever with no end or light in sight. No one can hear you, go ahead, scream with all your might. There is only one way out without turning back and that’s forward. One step at a time. It can be scary, for the darkness can blind. I remember being so deep that it seemed hopeless inside. I had no choice but to believe and to have faith that if I didn’t quit, then I’d eventually make it out alive. I guess you could say I had tunnel vision with faith as my torch and purpose as my guide. Trying not to look to the side, kept my head forward, I wouldn’t be denied. To the left and to the right, were distractions, temptations, and lies. Most I created myself with help from my disease. I now realize. The thing that sucked the most is I was alone and I couldn’t bring anyone with me. This was my road towards home. My recovery. I made sacrifices to this day when I think about it. It hurts. But there is no more need to escape. Those feelings were the worst. I know some can relate, but some days I miss the tunnel. I feel it gave me strength, old friends I do miss, and youth I can’t get back, but it’s ok. It’s ok to reminisce. It was all me, no one to blame, I had to take a deep look inside, for that person that I missed and should’ve been at the top of my list. I know I’m better off now. I have more freedom, options, and thoughts. I can be there for others that may be lost. Share that I’ve been there and that there is a new way. No matter how dark it can be, keep moving, don’t give up, there is light with every new day and I’m grateful I didn’t have to stay.✨