Originally posted May 26, 2017
TIME FOR ME TO FLY… FROM FENTANYL
“Oh, I’ve got to set myself free…”
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Thanks to all of you for carrying me all this way with your encouragement and your prayers and your Love. I know I’ve said it before but I just don’t think I could have gotten this far without you.
And so tonight, the time has arrived for me to begin to find my wings and start learning how to fly under my own steam. In a few hours I will attend my first NA meeting and I’m actually looking forward to it instead of being freaked out… not the emotion I was expecting.
You see, a very dear friend of a very dear friend (I Love you so much for all that you’ve done!) is meeting me a bit early to lend a hand and walk beside me as I make this reeeeally big baby step. He’s also going to introduce me to some other women in the group and I’m really looking forward to that. I don’t know if it’s what I need, but what I do know is that it’s got to be better than spending the night alone in my apartment spiraling down into my own head to the point that I’m in that holiday weekend darkness that doesn’t lift until mid-week.
I posted the one with the lyrics because it’s actually pretty interesting to hear this song and understand it as if it’s the fentanyl that is the “Lover” that I’m leaving. It may “hurt to say goodbye,” but that is passing day by day. It truly is “time for me to fly” but I couldn’t do it without all of you being the “wind beneath my wings.”
MLMB…
Time For Me To Fly, REO Speedwagon