In a phase of my life marked by turmoil, I made choices that led to a self-destructive path, primarily fueled by alcohol. I reached a point where I didn't care about anyone or anything, least of all myself. This period of intense alcoholism, lasting about 12 years, defined an era where my life spiraled into chaos. Though it's not a source of pride, the lessons learned from those challenging times have been invaluable.
During those years, my life revolved around obtaining alcohol, cigarettes, and drugs. The consequences were dire, and the relentless pursuit of substances turned my existence into a perpetual train wreck. Despite the damage I inflicted upon myself, there came a moment of reckoning, a point where the lifestyle caught up with me.
After an extended session of substance abuse, a night of drinking, drug-taking, and overall neglect of my well-being, I eventually collapsed. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital, confused, hungover, and struggling to comprehend how I ended up there. A nurse informed me that I had been brought in unconscious by anonymous individuals who left when the hospital staff intervened.
This incident became a turning point, a stark realisation of the perilous path I had chosen. The doctor's stern warning, delivered with a sense of urgency and concern, cut through my foggy state. His words were clear: if I didn't abandon my destructive habits, my life expectancy was a mere three months. It was a stark reality check that prompted an immediate decision to renounce my harmful lifestyle.
As I lay there contemplating my choices, I realised that the doctor's words had a profound impact. However, upon inquiring about the doctor later, the nurse claimed no knowledge of any doctor visiting that morning. This discrepancy led me to reflect on the possibility that the doctor might have been an angel, delivering a message of divine intervention as the nurse swore blindly she had been in the hospital since 5 am and no doctor had been present.
The realisation hit me with a surge of gratitude towards my guardian angels, who had been watching over me. This humbling experience served as a massive wake-up call, redirecting me back onto my spiritual path. Divine interventions, often unnoticed at the moment, become clear blessings upon reflection.
Life, with its ups and downs, reveals its magical nature when approached with self-love. This experience reinforced the notion that embracing oneself and living authentically can transform the course of one's journey.
In Love, Light and Blessings