The power of prayer..

Just wanting to share my personal experience. Currently attempting my final 1st day of drinking. I want this more than ever. I’m feeling incredibly sad and tortured by my choices. Can’t lie I’m wallowing in it. Due to this extreme sadness I’m spending my days at my grandparents & mothers home. I cannot be alone right now. Barely can sit in silence at this point. Last night the sadness was too heavy to bare alone and my mother offered me a prayer. We sat together in the silence and warmth of her comforting home, hand in hand, and she prayed for me. Tears streaming down my face, and my once heavy heart felt lighter. I am no longer religious, but i have a deep faith in angels and heavenly beings. They attended me last night, they brought comfort. I did not feel the urge to drink, or as heavy hearted. I just want to share my gratitude for that experience because it saved me last night. I know i might not always receive immediate peace all the time, but i do know not drinking with allow it to come with time. I’m doing better because i know better. Even though im terrified.