It’s Not Always Blue Skies in the Sunshine State

When you live in a beautiful place like Florida, sometimes it is hard accepting that life is not perfect and realizing that maybe you are using crutches to get through the daily tasks you face each day. I remember thinking I could not possibly have a drug or alcohol problem when everything in life seemed to fit so well in place.
Then I noticed I had begun to start my day with a marijuana cigarette, sneak in a cocktail at lunch, and drink my first beer of the evening before I even reached my home in the afternoon. When I started carrying a flask of whiskey and a bump of cocaine with me, that is when I finally admitted to myself that something was not right with my life.

I spoke to my family doctor about my concerns and he agreed that I should seek treatment for my drug and alcohol use. The substance abuse was not yet causing major disruptions in my life, but when I looked carefully I could see that it was having an effect. I had called in “sick” a few times with a hangover, missed an important flight due to a blackout and had been arguing more than usual with my spouse.
The fact that I was hiding my drinking and drug use from my wife was another sign that something was wrong. It was difficult telling her that my doctor had recommended a rehabilitation facility, but once I had told her, I learned that she already suspected there was a problem. With her support, I headed off to the treatment center to enroll in a program designed to help me overcome my addictions and deal with my drug and alcohol use in a healthy manner.

Fortunately, Florida has many available treatment centers for drug and alcohol addiction so finding a qualified rehabilitation facility was no problem. I was able to work with the facility of my choice, based on the recommendations of my doctor, to move forward and face the underlying causes of my drug and alcohol use. It was not easy admitting things to others that I had so long been in denial about to myself, but ultimately, I was able to take the steps I needed to begin my recovery.

Many people think, as did I before entering treatment, that rehabilitation begins and ends at a treatment facility. However, the truth is that the journey only begins at the rehab center. It is a journey that lasts a lifetime, but I am now well on my way to living a happier, more satisfying life. Everyday I wake up and remember where I have been, but I never let the past deter me from where I am going.