'Our real purpose is to fit ourselves to be of maximum service to God and the people around us."
Indeed. I desperately needed purpose amidst the chaos, then and especially now. I didn't know what that was or what that looked like, I just knew that something was missing. Service to my fellows willing to go to any lengths to get well, has been the highlight of my life. Being used by God, not the enemy, far and away suits me better. I was designed for God's use, which is why when I was being used by my dis-ease to create madness for myself and others, caused a schism in my makeup. I don't do well without purpose. I know that everything I went through and put others through has meaning, otherwise what's the point? I learned a lot out there in the acholic trenches that I can now use to help others. I see my time out there as boot camp, God saw the bigger picture when I couldn't. I am grateful that I never have to go back-that all I must do is fit myself to be of maximum service to God and my fellows.