Dallas Bragg, a recovery coach, recounts a meth binge that nearly killed him and the moment he realized the drug was protecting him from trauma. He discovered his subconscious fear of facing unprocessed emotions kept him trapped, and argues that confronting yourself takes more courage than staying high.
It was in one of the worst meth comedowns I can remember. I was face down on the carpet, sobbing, pounding my fist like a toddler. Hey there, this is Dallas Bragg, recovery coach for gay and bi men who want to break free from the addictive patterns of crystal meth and live their best and highest life. I almost died during this particular binge at the hands of a man who was in deep psychosis. He was convinced that I was part of a conspiracy to frame him for murder. I cried out asking for God after he was gone. Please, God, take meth away from me. And somehow I heard a whisper saying, I can't take what you won't let go. In that moment, I came to terms with the fact that I wasn't ready to quit, no matter how horrendous my life had become. What I found out was that subconsciously I knew that letting go of meth would remove the buffer between me and all of the raw, unprocessed emotions that I had been avoiding all my life. The fear of facing my trauma trumped quitting meth. Can you relate to this? What will it take for you to finally let go? To choose the bravery of facing yourself over the disempowerment of meth use? Shoot me a DM if you'd like some help.
