While drinking I seemed to vacillate between feeling totally
invisible and believing I was the center of the universe.
Searching for that elusive balance between the two has become
a major part of my recovery. The moon I constantly cried
for is, in sobriety, rarely full; it shows me instead its
many other phases, and there are lessons in them all.
True learning has often followed an eclipse, a time of darkness,
but with each cycle of my recovery, the light grows stronger
and my vision is clearer.