Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; but eventually, it will ooze through and stain your life.
You must find the strength to open the wounds, stick your hands inside, and pull out the pain, the memories, that are holding you in your past, and make peace with them.
You cannot be master of your own actions until you cease being a prisoner of your reactions.
Let me help you find your way
back to yourself