I found this letter amongst some old pieces I wrote in early recovery. I had been sober seven months when I originally wrote it. It was originally published in thebeggarsbakery.net. I pray it will bless someone who needs to read it.
A Letter to my Disease
I know I have had a hard time letting you go, but I feel I must remind you –
I have God on my side.
You may have genetic advantages, and plenty of opportunities to tempt me, and social acceptance, but those things pale in comparison to the almighty God.
I have friends, too. Powerful friends.
Friends who have fought you for a long time and won, day by day.
Friends who care about me, just as strongly as you wanted to destroy me.
I have the “steps”, the “statements” and most importantly, scripture to pray –
And those help keep you at bay, too.
I thought you were my closest friend.
I counted on you!
You lied and deceived, and this I cannot forget.
I know you for who you are, now.
I know you are there, waiting to destroy, still. Willing to play the part of friend,
While you decimate my health, my relationships, and my spirit.
But therein lies my advantage.
I know you are there, and I recognize your voice.
I don’t deny you, but I do despise you.
You will never take me alive, and you will not cause me to die.
You had your try at me, and through Jesus Christ and his saving grace,
I am victorious.
Through the greatest friend of all, I am free.
It is finished, one day at a time, by that same