Actively seeking life through Recovery & Intentionally feeding Recovery with life !!!

My avatar is intended to depict the relationship I had with my disease before NA.

I'm the one on the left, battle-scarred, armed to the teeth, always ready for a fight and willing to go to any lengths. I was once a human, then transformed into mutant (addict) who had to use potions to survive the battles I fought. These potions masked my vulnerabilities (feelings) diminishing my pain and enhancing my abilities, making me faster, stonger and more agile (or so I thought).
The thing was that these potions were both expensive and toxic. I willingly and repeatedly sacrificed everything I had and was to use these potions and to find the ways and means to get more.

My disease is on the right, front stage, omni-present, menacing and hungry for a chance to display its' power and ability to dominate me. It was tougher, stronger, and more ruthless than I, and it out weighed me three to one with room to spare. It was so ravenous that it would devour every aspect of my being, over and over again, and still come back for more. With deadly precision it sensed my fears and weaknesses, sniffing them out and exploiting them, so that eventually I would wind up aiding in my own demise. It was tireless in its persuit and assault, and if given the chance it would eat my very soul, leave me unconscious, dying in the gutter of some alley, and still not be satiated.