You know what? I think these flashbacks are a good sign.
God was just suggesting that to me.
I have to remember stuff before I can work on it, right?
I’m going to reframe the stuff I flashed back to.
Instead of hiding from it by an addiction.
Thank you God.
I failed my kids when they were little. Hurts like a dog. That’s the truth.
But it’s not the ONLY truth about my life.
I can forgive myself.
I can learn wisdom from pain.
I can be good to the people around me now.
Deep breath. We’re gonna be okay.