Here it is the end of January of 2015 and this is the first time I am communicating to you about what's been going on in my world. My lack of communication with you is inexcusable and highly out of character for me, (saying I have the gift of gab would be a nice way to put it), which is why I have made some wholesale changes for this coming year.
The reason I moved to Arizona 6 years ago (yes, it has been 6 years) was to reclaim or regenerate or recreate a semblance of life without work being the central be all and end all. As a rabid workaholic that was not going to be an easy thing especially working the type of jobs I wanted to work. I have no regrets entering the the security field as there were many very cool events and many very interesting stories that I have shared with you along the way...I really believe that I have found a "career" that is suited to my unique qualifications...(if they ever find out the truth I'm doomed!) Just kidding. The problem occurred when the year 2014 came along.
Everybody has had a bad day, a bad week, a bad quarter or a down year (in business), but I suffered the worst possible year I can imagine. The year started off with my filing for bankruptcy protection against my creditors (poor lifestyle choices aka living beyond my means finally caught up with me) in January 2014...I am still paying off the principle but the interest payments that were choking me are gone. I have not shared this with anyone (a select few knew) before because of embarrassment and pride (or lack thereof) and I am not sharing it now so that a fundraiser can be started to bail me out like GM or Ford. I am sharing it because I need to say it out loud so that the process to recover from it can continue...I cannot internalize problems because they become bigger and bigger and my mechanism for dealing with it in the past was destructive (drinking and drugging). I am dealing with with it and am happy to report that I finally have a hand on my finances and like everything else, I will come through this...
The financial debacle was followed by what I call the "mystery" illness of 2014. I was sick with "something" (that is the final determination of 2 doctors and 3 specialists) that attacked my immune system and caused all sorts of physical problems...for 4 months I was poked, prodded, tested, MRIed, Ct scanned and had enough blood drawn to sustain a colony of vampires...not to mention that my bank account (the little that was left) was being sucked dry. All the doctors could tell me was what I DIDN'T have...NOT valley fever, hepatitis, liver disease (miraculously), kidney failure, cancer (very scary moments during those tests). On top of that, my neck and shoulders hurt so badly even the chiropractor couldn't help. All the medications they tried didn't work until I started self-medicating with Dollar Store Ibuprofen...The ibuprofen worked and after receiving a series of injections in my neck and spine, I began to feel better around the middle of May...
The "not sharing", the sickness, the worry about finances and my usual remedy (working like a dog) caused me to become a bit of a hermit...(I only wrote 5 blogs in 2014 and none until September). I was working 56 to 64 hours a week and sleeping the rest of the time. I stayed at home and rarely went out with friends. I wasn't playing golf as often . I had forgotten my training...I was falling back into habits I thought were gone a long time ago. I realized (I always knew but you never want to admit it) that addiction was never going to give up trying to get me back...it was counting on me to wallow in self-pity and poor me's to the point where I would resume long lost behavior. It was a very difficult time for me, but then I thought of all of you out there and how selfish I was being shutting you out of my life...my safety net and support was still out there and all I needed to do was open up and let you in...I needed to let you know. I didn't want to burden you with my crap (you all have crap of your own and probably worse crap than mine). Wow, a three crap sentence! But an addict has to share...an alcoholic has to share...and I have to share. It was then in November of last year that the turn around began...
to be continued...