This is beautifully written and I'm cheering for you ❤️ I lost the most important person in my life to addiction and my hope is that everyone will find the strength you've found 👏👏
I’ve been reading the Joan Didion oeuvre. She has an essay about Gamblers Anonymous. She attended a meeting in 1968, strictly as a journalist, and left creeped out by “serenity,” which she associated with death. But then, in the epilogue of the unauthorized Didion biography, “The Last Love Song,” when a friend asks what she wanted, what she needed, she says “Acceptance. Surrender.” She continues, “Surrender was never close to my code before. But I don’t mean giving up. I mean … giving yourself to what is.”
This is beautifully written and I'm cheering for you ❤️ I lost the most important person in my life to addiction and my hope is that everyone will find the strength you've found 👏👏
Thank you 🙏🏼
I’ve been reading the Joan Didion oeuvre. She has an essay about Gamblers Anonymous. She attended a meeting in 1968, strictly as a journalist, and left creeped out by “serenity,” which she associated with death. But then, in the epilogue of the unauthorized Didion biography, “The Last Love Song,” when a friend asks what she wanted, what she needed, she says “Acceptance. Surrender.” She continues, “Surrender was never close to my code before. But I don’t mean giving up. I mean … giving yourself to what is.”
I love that quote and I love you.