Last weekend, we had two back-to-back visits with T at the treatment house; a six-hour outing on Saturday, and our usual Sunday night family-dinner-plus-family-therapy.
He said something to me in the course of our time together that sticks with me. He mentioned that he was having some conflict with one of the other kids in the program and had gotten into some trouble for it. I started to ask for details and suggest corrections (read: nag). He stopped me and said,
"Listen, these things are about my behavior. I know I need to work on my anger. But it's going to take awhile. I can't do it all at once. But I've made a big change inside, you know? I feel different now that I'm not using drugs anymore. The rest will come."
I know what he meant. I said, "You seem happy," and he said, "I am."
Come on everybody dream along!
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