I just found out that a very close friend of mine is battling an addiction. I have gone through about 44 emotions in the past 24 hours. I feel sad, guilty, confused, angry and about another 40 other things. I don’t understand how things got so bad, I feel guilty for not being able to pick up on odd behavior. When I think of ways to help, I feel clueless. I’ve seen rock bottom, how do you pick up the pieces and move forward? How do you repair all of the damage that was done? How do you trust again?
Anyone have any words of wisdom for me?
Jennifer Finney Boylan
An excerpt from Jennifer Finney Boylan’s interview about her transition from man to woman speaks not only to transgendered individuals but to anyone who has had to conceal their identity in order to avoid being ostracized. To go from having secrets to no longer bearing the burden of those secrets is an indescribable freedom.
I could get use to being a stranger. No expectations of future commitment. An opportunity to reinvent yourself without the baggage of your past. Just pure and simple human company.
I made a new friend at a work conference this past weekend. She speaks 3 words of English and I haven’t spoken Spanish in nearly 10 years. We decided to skip the formal dinner and head to the beach. We grabbed pizza, got drunk off of margaritas and used google translate for our more profound conversations. Once you’re drunk, it doesn’t really matter what language you speak. In some odd way, it all seemed to make sense.