Rehab Journal

Day Fifty-Nine:

My new roommate almost left tonight. Again, my room is cursed. I said all I could say to her. With not much of any response on her part, I kept my distance and prayed for her. That's all I could do. Luckily, a few hours later, she was unpacked and laughing with our other new roommate. I was so relieved and grateful. She is so brave to be starting this journey and recovery at such a young age (eighteen). It just depends on her willingness. Again, I can only send her my hopes and prayers and re-focus onto my own self. Oddly, but in a fabulous way, now, when women want to leave or actually do leave, it motivates me triple-fold to want to stay. I don't know why that is yet, but I'm very thankful for the change in my thinking process.