Dear Recovering Addict, Know You Are Loved.

Dear Recovering Addict, Know You Are Loved.

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Dear recovering addict,

I know when you were just a young boy playing in the dirt with your Tonka trucks, baseball cap, and small boo boo’s on your knees you never imagined living the hell you’ve been the past several years. My heart hurts knowing you’ve involuntarily volunteered yourself to endure some of the most darkest times of your life. I know one day that small boy had real dreams the size of this universe and a smile that really lit up this world, the real and natural kind, and the kind without a drug induced body. What happened? It’s not fair that this dark and fallen world seemed to capture some of the most young and prime years of your life; it's not fair satan stole so much happiness, youth, and health from you and our family. It's not fair it seems I hardly know you anymore, but dear recovering addict I have always hoped for you, prayed for you, and loved you unconditionally, despite how hard it has been.

Dear recovering addict,

I know the destructive behaviors were not you; they were not the dear soul God created within you. I know when you were at your worst, in your most narcotic state of mind, when you were held imprisoned, we were the enemy and you were rational. I understand these drugs took you from us and stole away your heart, soul, and mind. They made you do things you never would’ve thought you’d do in your life; they made you commit crimes you wish not even to dream about. The drugs manipulated and self-destructed the soul inside of you, it forged a monster we seemed to not relate with. This monster made us hate it with full hatred at times, with full anguish and disgust. The thing is, that monster was never you. I know that.

Drugs: they take what doesn’t belong to them; they hide and steal what was never theirs in the first place. They hurt people that never wanted anything to do with them; they damage and intend to destroy the weak and vulnerable, the broken and shattered, hoping to break them down completely. Hoping to tend to their sorry and sorrow state, hoping to relinquish the person they are to the unrecognizable death like version most cannot stand to bear. They will kill you and kill those around you who love you the most. Drugs steal from the poor and the rich; they take from the powerful and powerless, the young and the old. They live in schools, towns, churches, families, and marriages, ripping them apart. Their greatest purpose and deepest desire is to hold your soul hostage, commanding you to abandon everyone and everything you ever loved. They prey on you selling your soul. Drugs: they take what doesn’t belong to them; they hide and steal what was never theirs in the first place.

Dear recovering addict,

You are no different than any of the rest of us in that we all struggle and fight off demons that try and destroy us. Yes, some of us have to put on some extra armor and fight harder than others, but not any single one of us has what it takes to take on this world without our Father in heaven.

This world contains an immense amount of darkness in various forms and mannerisms that some find harder to overcome. Some turn to a monster they never anticipated would eat them alive the way it has; internally, physically, spiritually, and in every way physically and metaphorically possible.

Dear addict, and those in recovery, that needle in your arm is never going to sustain the realm and rush of pleasure and contentment you feel in that moment. Those pills are never going to fulfill your greatest desires or truest ambitions; I do promise they will however destroy, lie, and kill all that is good. I promise with my whole heart. That’s their work here and that’s what they do best. They will take your money, your future, your children’s future, and your innermost hopes and dreams. They will become your god and demand you worship them with highest honor furthering more destruction and ravish of your body. You will inevitably sacrifice your all for them. You will die for them.

Dear addict,

Know that you are loved,

Know that despite what these drugs have stolen from you, despite what they’ve had you do, regardless of who you became, or how they’ve made you feel, they never really won.

Know they never fully took you away; they never entirely stole your soul because you’re still here with a fight and a purpose.

Know that those people never stopped seeing you for who you were created to be, they never stopped loving you for who you really are and who you really want to be.

Dear addict,

Please keep fighting.

He has great plans and a purpose.

You’re still here, and you’ve won.

Dear addict,

Please know you’re loved.


****PLEASE keep loving those who are fighting this battle,

& if you are a user, please keep fighting & loving yourself enough to get help.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.
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Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.


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My Roommate Dressed Me For A Week, And I Have Thoughts

Find you a roomie that will go through your closet to pick out your clothes for five days in a row.

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Since I'm a college student, I don't see a point in putting effort into choosing my outfit each day. My go-to outfit is a sweatshirt with ripped jeans and converse. Sometimes I'll wear a nice shirt with a cardigan, but that is rare.

So, when I was going through what I wanted to take back home (since I didn't wear them), I asked for my roommate's approval and she selected a handful of shirts to keep. Since I had gotten rid of half of my clothes, she thought it was a good idea for her to decide what I should wear since I wouldn't do it on my own. Not only was she right, but she actually did it.

For this challenge, I was able to pick out my undergarments, socks, and shoes. My roommate chose my shirt, pants, and accessories.

Monday

Christina Stover

Starting the week off, my roommate went with a nice sweater and jeans. I really like the sweater, I just haven't worn it since winter break. Within the first five minutes at my 8 a.m. class, I received a compliment. I thanked them and told her all about how she was picking out my clothes for the week. She laughed and thought that was funny. The sweater was a bit warm, but it was still nice to wear something that I usually wouldn't and get noticed for wearing something different.

Tuesday

Christina Stover

Tuesday was similar to Monday in the sense of a sweater and jeans. I got the sweater for Christmas a few years ago, and it really seems like the kind of thing to wear to church instead of a casual weekday outfit. I really love floral patterns, so I was instantly drawn to this sweater. It makes me feel like a confident adult and that is definitely appreciated. She also picked out the baby blue raindrop necklace in the picture, and it really complimented the darker colors in the sweater. And I wore a pair of jeans that didn't have rips in them for the first time in months.

Wednesday

Christina Stover

A little fancier on this hump day. Wearing a cute dark green shirt with a little knot at the bottom, a cardigan because it's short sleeves and casual leggings. The necklace is an outline of the world's continents. I definitely felt a lot dressier in this outfit as opposed to jeans and sweatshirts. My signature half-up-half-down hairdo pulled the whole outfit together. Again, this is something I would wear to church and not to class. But I think this also helped my confidence and allowed me to come out of my shell a little, which is always a good thing.

Thursday

Christina Stover

Wearing a crop top in winter is always a power move. I really loved this outfit because not only did it color coordinate, but it was super cute. I had an interview earlier this morning, so I had mascara on, and it made my eyes pop, which was great. And the Army-green button-up shirt really brought the whole outfit together. The shirt says, "Crazy plant lady." Which is exhibited by the pictures of plants on the shirt and the cactus and succulent tapestry in the background. I thought this was one of my favorite outfits, plus I always love an excuse to wear leggings.

Friday

Christina Stover

Today, she gave me a little break. I spent the weekend at home, and she gave me a simple long-sleeve that says "Bowling Green" on the back with a huge mandala design, and the iconic ripped jeans. I had an interview this day as well, so my makeup is done again, and I wore a translucent teardrop necklace. The outfit was comfortable and practical for a day of running errands and spending time with family. It has been a while since I've worn this shirt, as well, so I enjoyed spicing things up with such a bright shirt.

Overall, I think this was a fun and exciting little experiment. What started as an assumed joke, turned into a learning experience about myself and my clothing options. I'm not saying that I won't be wearing sweatshirts frequently, but I am saying that it's nice to have options for fancier outfits. Each day we would have a little photo shoot that was funny and extra, but another fun perk of doing this experiment.

Now, in order for this to come full circle, I need to go through her closet and pick out her clothes for a week. That's definitely something for me to look forward to.

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