Juggling the balls of jail death institution
I was a clown in the big top of addiction.I would desparately juggle the outcomes of “Jail, Death, or Institution”. I knew if I kept juggling I could cure his addiction. I was a clown. But as the show went on…juggling became exhausting. I juggled because I love my son. I had to keep juggling… Some clowns juggle for years. I was a clown.
I looked across the Big Top and saw a group of people smiling and laughing. They looked so peaceful. I asked them “why are you so happy? You have an addict child” They told me they stopped juggling. They taught me juggling can not save my son. They loved their children too but had stop “clowning” around.
I dropped the balls. Think about it? Does juggling save our children? Stop clowning around!
Today …My son is fine and my arms are far less tired!
Peace and strength
Categorised as: Coping Skills