DAY 82 Sober: In love with Me

Hello Friends today is day 82 sober, I had such a wonderful productive day. My next day off is this Friday, no plans really except going to a publishing office. Life is pretty amazing. I’ve been working on creating love with in myself for me. In the beginning it was a bit difficult and it took a lot of work. For me it started with watching the way my mind works. My mind would tell me sad, story’s that made me feel bad. For example all I am is an addict, I have nothing, I am fat etc. So I had to change those thoughts to yes I am an addict but I am also other amazing thing, yes I might be chunky but I am still amazing and I can work on that. Than I starting adding positive thoughts telling me how awesome I am. I do it most of the day, usually in the morning or in bed. Then I started noticing my feelings starting to match my thoughts and words. Now when I do it I add the feeling and now it even bleeds into my actions. Not only do I feel deep love inside me for me but also I feel in on my skin like a warm blanket or a nice fire. It protects me from others. I will no longer be that abused child or self-abusive. I won’t walk away; I will stand tall and push my way through. No one has the power to make me feel anything other than what I feel for myself.

 

This can only happen if I keep this sober mind, I found such deep love for myself, greater than any other human. I respect myself so much and since I created it, know one can take it away, yes I get moments of sadness cause by life but the time I suffer is less and its easier to get that smile back.  Now that i found purpose, deep love for myself and is focus. I would love to share this new me and life with someone. I love my little belly that seems to never disappear, I love my curly hair that seems to be out of control at times, I am in love with my laugh, and my gap front teeth. I love every distinct thing that makes me, me. I am so inspired by me I wrote a poem today. Sobriety has brought me a deep love others and me. I love even strangers. Looking in people eyes and listening without my ego, has change the way I connect with others. Listen, understanding and validate that they are heard. At work, when I am talking to people now I get constant handshakes and smiles. Everybody matters because they are born; it’s not an accident why we are here. That sperm hit that egg for a reason, everybody has a purpose, and lets find it. I am starting to find mine. Sober is the New Black. I am grateful for me, sobriety, for a new/old friend that just resurfaces, for my naps and for life.

 

Stay connect with love, Adolfo

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Jessica Andrews Who i am is such a powerful song, Finding who I am everyday

 

DAY 80 Sober: RIP Robin Williams

Hello friends today is day 8o sober, its been a productive day. Just woke up from a nap and heard about Robin Williams. I felt a sadness come over me. Not sure yet what happen but I know he struggled with Addiction.  Every time I hear about a person who has been sober for so long, passing away. It reminds me that this disorder never goes away and I need to be focus always and continue to work on myself. Just scary to know I have that in me. Today I feel a bit sad, but focus. I watch his films growing up and loved his laugh. His smile was adorable. This will be a short post, going to make a batch of coffee and continue to write and be inspired with life. Sober is the New Black. I am Grateful for being sober, for Robin Williams films and for life.

 

I wrote a poem today on the bus ride home. Its about my past mistakes and my current state. 

Poem 3

Poem 3

 

 

DAY 55 Sober: Poem for Addicts who Suffer

LOVE YOU NEAR, LOVE YOU FROM A FAR

 

Don’t know you but I love you

Walked a different path but I stand beside you

Crying rain of pain but I will planet seeds of change

Soul low with shame lets rise all the same

Wrapped in a quilt of guilt, I will set flame to the blame

Suffering inside Gloom ill make room for bloom

Memorize by infected past I will sterilize till the last

Tattooed by Abusive hate I will love you like soul mate.

Pushed aside I will coincide.

Skin cracks from neglect I will connect and deflect

I am you.

You are me.

We are one.

WRITTEN BY ADOLFO VASQUEZ

This Tattoo i got years ago with out understanding the meaning until now.

This Tattoo i got years ago with out understanding the meaning until now.

This is a song from A film called once Called falling Slowly and its so powerful! one of my favorite films of all time. Sober is the New Black

Stay connect with love, Adolfo

DAY 53 SOBER: My Letter to Vincent

It’s 12:24am on day 53 sober, I am still awake on Sober is the New Black,  the longer I am sober , I get more of an understanding on what love is and means. Learning how to love and accept love. How to show love, give love, create love within. How to build relationship with love and how to nurture love. I created this post from a deep place and felt these feelings inside needed to be released. This Letter consist of a poem I just wrote, photos and a song that connects to everyone in the photos Especially vince.

 

Choose

 

You choosen this lost boy with no direction

Loved the drunk with whiskey lips

Supported my empty shell of a body with your clouded eyes

Cuddled my lifeless limbs and bones with your tired arms

Wiped away my weeping tears of regret with your blister fingers

You fathered the fatherless with your broken heart

Cried, pleaded, begged, demand with your threats  

Dug holes for a prisoner of the past to escape with your fading love

 

This boy now has direction with sweet lips

Body Shell filled with Love, joy and courage that shine’s out

Limbs and bones electrified with strength

Tears of joy now flow

Fathered by the universe

No longer a Prisoner from past

 free’d  from the dug holes

 

Let me build that path now

Let me love those bitter lips

Let my shine, shine through those clouded eyes

Let my endurance build those tired arms

Let my sober kisses heal those blistered fingers

Let my love seal that broken heart

Let my action wash away those past threats

I am now strong enough to dig holes for your prison past

Carry you to freedom

 Choose me.  

 Let me choose you.

 Love me.

 Let me love you.

 Hold me.

 Let me hold you.

 Choose us.  

By Adolfo Vasquez

 

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Stay connect with love,  Adolfo