Daily Recovery Blog
Wednesday Jan 28, 2026
"Big shot, little shot, one shot and we're all shot" - Harry P.
EVERY DAY IS A GIFT. THAT IS WHY WE CALL IT THE "PRESENT".My using had taken over my whole life. I lived to use for many
years. I believed I had sold my soul to the dope man. I wanted to
quit using long before I found recovery. It was a painful
feeling, hating my life. Most days I did not want to get out of
bed. I was scared of life. There were days I wished I was dead. I
felt hopeless. When I got to meetings and saw people like me
staying clean, there was spark of hope. I heard about a pink
cloud that newcomers felt when recovery started for them. My
experience with treating recovery as a gift came slowly over
time. Little moments of clarity gave me strength. I was fragile
for a long time. I learned from others relapsing. One addict said
it took him 30 days to get key tag and 30 seconds to lose it. I
wanted the gift of recovery. My using had turned into pure hell.
One meeting I went to opened my eyes to how recovery happens. It
was a meeting where everybody had an unlit candle in front of
them. Once all the readings were done, the chairperson lit his
candle. He shared and then lit the candle of the addict to his
right. That addict shared and lit the candle of the addict to his
right. This continued until everybody's candle was lit. The
chairperson closed by sharing, "that is how recovery works".
"Don't let the past steal your present." - Cherralea Morgen
Tuesday Jan 27, 2026
"My drug of choice is more. I always wanted more." - Donald B.
ONE IS TOO MANY. A THOUSAND IS NEVER ENOUGH.It is not the caboose that kills you when you get run over by a
train. Once I feel the effects of the first drug, one thing is
certain; I want more. When using, I can't remember ever saying
I'd had enough. There was never enough. I always wanted more. I
guess you can call it insane, but once I started using, all bets
were off. I was taught that the disease of addiction was
three-fold; obsession, compulsion, and total self-centeredness.
It made a lot of sense to me, when I first heard an addict share
that his drug of choice was "more". I thought I was in control of
my using for years. I was just supporting my habit. When the pain
deep inside turned on me, I felt like I was at war with myself. I
could not stop using. My fears became greater, and I
self-destructed. I was relieved to find out that I was an addict
with the disease of addiction. I was not a bad person trying to
get good. I was sick person trying to get well. It was shared
with me that I am not responsible for the disease. I am
responsible for my recovery, however. One is too many, and a
thousand will never be enough.
"Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an
endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching
satisfaction." - Erich Fromm
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