Drunk Girl
and Good Girl October
1, 2012
MY 34th Birthday
Good girl is
bright and talented. Everything she sets
her hand to goes well and she is fiercely competitive. Good girl shines, but
she doesn’t know it, and she has this problem…Good girl gets this nervous
feeling in her chest. (right about here).
Drunk girl comes along and she makes fast friends with good girl. Drunk girl is so much fun and outgoing, every
time she time she turns around something new and exciting is happening…drunk
girl is so alive. Soon enough good girl
and drunk girl are inseparable. They
never go anywhere without each other.
But like most good friends some fighting begins to take place. The two girls were embarrassing each other…something
had to be done. Drunk girl likes to win
and she fights dirty…she tells good girl that she is not good enough, not
pretty enough, and needs to go away. Good girl agrees with drunk girl.
Fast forward
a few years and now drunk girl has hidden good girl away in a dark and gloomy dungeon. Drunk girl visits good girl to Steal her
talents and abilities, but never lets her see the light of day. Drunk girl
borrows good girl’s mirror, so she never has to take a look at herself. The dungeon is a great place to hide good
girl.
Drunk girl
keeps visiting good girl and greedily sucks the life out of her. She is slowly
suffocating her, but agonizingly she keeps good girl alive…because drunk girl
knows she cannot survive without her. So
this goes on for some time and good girl is beaten and starved on a regular
basis. There is little life left in
her. Good girl does not understand why
drunk girl would do this to her. But
still it goes on and on and she never gets to leave the dungeon.
One day
drunk girl goes down to get some more success from good girl. But to her surprise she finds good girl
laying on the cold dark floor, her eyes are glazed over. She shakes good girl, and slaps her across
the face. Drunk girl checks for a
pulse…it is weak, but still there. Drunk
girl must do something fast, because she knows she cannot live without good
girls talents. She rushes good girl to
the hospital. The doctors do all they
can for her. They have good girl hooked
up to all kinds of machines. Drunk girl
holds good girls hand pleading with good girl to stay by her side. There is fear in drunk girl’s eyes as she
sees her own life support slipping away.
Good girl
closes her eyes and with her last breath, she cries out “mercy.” A moment later the machine reads out a flat
line.
Drunk girl
is furious. She is ruined without good
girl. She runs out of the hospital
screaming…she knows she is doomed. She
will never see good girl again. She has
finally left good girl alone.
Good girl is shocked to life. Good girl wakes up. She is in a recovery room. She is alive!
I like that
story, because that is what recovery has done for me this time. I was dead and something needed to shock me
to bring me back to life. My last drunk
shocked me. I feel like when I walked
into the Westside this time that God breathed life back into me and filled me
to full. Me and my self-centered life had to be ripped apart. I had to be empty for God to refill me…to
rebuild me good. I have so much hope. I
have new life. This is big, this is a life
changing experience. All of it. You are too…life changing. I am so happy that I get to share this with
you. It’s all life changing. And you are in my story. It is an awesome story, and I am so happy
that today I don’t feel like I wrecked it by telling you. Here I am writing my little heart out again
and last night I was so upset that I had ruined the whole thing. God is good.
If I wouldn’t of imagined that you loved me, and that I made you cry
too…I would still be crying this morning.
I am glad that is not what happened.
This tool is so powerful to me.