My mother is proud of me. She's really truly proud of me. I told her yesterday that my newly identified goal in life is to become truly self-sufficient. I don't want to have to rely on anyone; most especially a man, who in my experience can't be trusted most of the time. This morning she told me that she was proud of me for finally arriving at this decision. She stated that is what she has wanted for me all along. I am happy that I am independent and if I choose to have anyone in my life, it will be because I want him there, not because I need him to be there. In my opinion, that is one of the biggest blessings of my recovery thus far.
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