A better way to think about healing, recovery and getting on with our lives.
I always loved this metaphor, and it’s proving true this March with snow, sleet, angry winds and freezing temperatures sweeping across most of the United States.
The metaphor also fits our transformation in the recovery process, specifically as it applies to rediscovering our identities.
We begin our journey as stubborn, prideful and roaring lions. We’re angry and frustrated and determined to get back to who we were before the sociopath entered our lives.
We miss that person we were before. We want that person back. We’re pissed. We repeatedly scratch and claw to find that person.
In our angry and prideful lion state, we fail to see that the person we were before…that person is gone.
Because we are the stream and the stream is forever flowing. With or without the sociopath, we would have continued to change.
But the sociopath was an uncontrollable storm and our banks washed away…
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