Many years ago when I was relatively new in recovery, I was going through a rough patch with my finances, bills were not being paid, food in the fridge was limited and the closer it got to rent time the closer I got to a nervous breakdown. As you can imagine that is not good in early recovery. To top it off with all of my responsibilities during that time, working seemed nearly impossible.
As reluctant as I was, I decided to discuss it with a couple of close friends. Some suggested a part time job; I had every excuse for knocking down that suggestion. I remained miserable and full of worry. One day when the bills were becoming too much to bear and the mental anguish too intolerable, the grace of god came upon me and I decided to take those suggestions.
I started getting the word out that I was available for work, I also did research and landed a couple of gigs here and there. It sure helped me pay some of my bills and take care of odds and ends, but what I found most intriguing was how many more positive things came out of that experience such as my confidence and self esteem which went up a few notches. I had pretty much forgotten how good it felt to work hard and earn a good honest pay. For the first time in a long time I began to really feel good about myself.
My whole character began to change, all of the sudden I realized I was gaining strength, I was thinking of new ways to make an extra honest dollar while still caring for my family, I was meeting interesting people and actually seeing things in life for the first time instead of just passing by them.
It finally dawned on me that there is this whole big world full of all sorts of possibilities for me to explore. I began setting goals and developing a new mindset, and no matter how strenuous situations became for me, I knew there was and is always a way through and above them.