Recovery

What Rehab Taught Me About Surviving a Pandemic

Watching life turn upside down has reminded me of another time my world crashed down around me: going to rehab for drug addiction.

Though I’m the first to admit that dumpster fire was entirely my own doing, I can’t help but see some clear parallels between surviving that burn and this one.

Dare I say it, but rehab prepared me for this. And in case it can aid you to, I’d like to share a few parallels I’ve observed.

It's Not Hard To Get Sober: How Recovery from Addiction Showed Me What Else I can Do

All you’ve really gotta do in order to be physically sober is NOT get high, drunk, or generally partake in things that alter your mind or body.

No, the real work when I got clean was examining all the things that made me need to escape my life in the first place:

How I Found God in a Beach Volleyball Game

I went to yoga classes overlooking the ocean, ate sickening amounts of macadamias, and stayed up late having talks about redemption, recovery, and life…mostly with people that I’d never see again.

It was delicious. It was magical. And I was still pretty damn lonely.

But then I joined a volleyball tournament with a bunch of strangers, and things began to shift...