During my 3 day drive something happened. A shift. The third since I’ve gotten sober. I am happier, I feel more love patience and tolerance. I am grateful and humbled. I am of use to others, and smile a hell of a lot more. I fall more and more in love with myself everyday, which helps me love those around me. My problem has never been that I have too much hate. My problem has always been that I love too much. This world, this culture, does not tolerate people like that. I have realized that I cannot love others if I do not love myself, I know that’s on a Hallmark card somewhere, but really how can I be certain of how I feel about someone else if I am not even sure of how I feel about myself? Life is very difficult right now, but it is also so damn sweet that my heart almost bursts open every day.