Used again last week, despite my mental post-it notes and reminders everywhere.
At one point in time, it became more than an outlet for me, more than some temporary pleasure.
It became a habit. An addiction.
I want to get over this. Not just for my good, but for everyone else. I'm gonna be a cell group leader, hopefully, and I need to be a good role model for the kids.
The first week's always the hardest, but I will put this behind me.
I know I can't do this on my own, so Lord, help me. Be the light for my path, guide me through this mess that is my life.
I swear I'll never give in, I refuse.
The first day of the rest of my life.
