A merry heart does good, like medicine, But a broken spirit dries the bones. - Proverbs 17:22

Thursday, January 6, 2011


When the term addictions comes to mind, one immediately thinks narcotics, cigarrettes, alcohol.

But the broader definition of addiction according to Merriam-Websters dictionary is : persistent compulsive use of a substance known by the user to be harmful.

Take these examples:

Addiction is a cheeseburger to the obese.

Addiction is a cookie to the adhd child.

Addiction is negative thinking habits to the depressed.

Addiction is caffeine to someone suffering from anxiety and anxiety attacks.

Addiction is partying and irresponsibility to the new father.

Addiction is promiscuity to the insecure.

Can you think of any other addictions? 

I should illustrate. Throughout my youth and early adult years I was severly depressed. I was thoroughly convinced that my condition was one destined since the womb. I was wholeheartedly convinced that my depression was biological.
I was a chronic negative thinker. I was a user of negative thinking.  You could say I used everyday, several times a day. You could say I woke up using, went to bed using and went to sleep high (the constant negative dreams such as falling and failing illustrated this).

Throughout the contents of the world wide web you hear of such and such program that saved such person's life. It might have been a book, it might have been a program, it might have been a mentor, it might have been a life altering event in their life. In my life it was a program. Specifically, "Attacking Anxiety and Depression" by Lucinda Bassett.

All the self-help books I'd read up to that point finally made sense after I read them a second time (after having completed the program).  This program, however, was what saved my life. And I shall devote the remainder of my days to praising it, adding to it, and most importantly, praying that there might be someone, just one person out there that might benefit from my words and advice.

There is a ray of hope, the sun does shine and the day does exist when you can step outside and go for a walk and not worry about what someone might be thinking of you, but rather contemplate on how wonderful the breeze feels on your face. Because you are that much more confident now. Because you are worthy and you feel it. Because life is good and God is good. That day does exist. That day can be yours and is yours for the taking.  All you need is to let go of that addiction, let go of that PAST. Start living in the present.  Your time to start living is NOW.

This post is not a sponsored post. I truly believe in the power of the program.

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