Why am I working so hard? What’s the payoff? Am I just wasting my time? Those were my thoughts this morning as I contemplated writing this blog. I’ve been working with women who are addicted to drugs or alcohol, or have experienced some sort of trauma. It’s a new, holistic approach, and I volunteered my services. I’ve met with two groups of women so far, but it has been hard to tell if I was having any impact. Was it just a lot of gut-wrenching work for no return? When I opened an email from Pathways for Change today, I found my inspiration to keep going. Here’s an excerpt from a presentation one of the “graduates” is making for a United Way grant. (She’s been an addict for ten years, but has been drug-free for six months now.)
“At Pathways I felt loved again. I had so much shame because of my drug abuse. They helped me recognize that shame and lose it. They loved me, until I could love myself. Even after the program was over they still cared about my life, and wanted to help me overcome life’s challenges. K., a distinguished author, was one of my incredible teachers here. She has given me an opportunity to apply for a scholarship that will help me when I go back to school in January. M. went out of her way, took time out of her busy schedule to advocate for me in court. P. is now my mentor, communicating with me weekly. M., my counselor, meets me for a session if I need to talk. With AA and NA I have successfully completed my 3rd step. I am well on my way to spiritual enlightenment…I am thankful for the women involved, and I hope that everyone who needs help can get the help they need. Everyone deserves the opportunity to heal and to be loved.”
That’s why I’m working so hard.