You’ll Never Harm Me Again!

2 Letters to Addiction from a former Captive

Letter #1 (15 years ago)

Dear Addiction,

I don’t know how to start this, because part of me wishes I never met you. Another part knows I wouldn’t be who I am now if I hadn’t survived you.

You came into my life when I was already broken. You didn’t look dangerous. You looked like relief. Like escape. Like rest from the pain I was drowning in. You whispered lies so sweet they tasted like truth. You said you’d take the edge off. You said you’d help me forget. And for a very short while, maybe you did.

But then you took everything.

You took my laughter and replaced it with shame.
You took my family’s trust and shattered it.
You took my health, my peace, my worth.
You stole time from me… precious time I can never get back.
You had your hands around my throat while I smiled for pictures and told everyone I was “fine.”

You almost killed me. More than once.

This is where it ends.
This is where I speak.
This is where you lose.

I’m not the woman you once controlled. I’ve walked through hell and came out carrying the flames. I found strength in surrender. I found healing in truth. I found my worth in something you could never counterfeit… love that doesn’t destroy. God’s love. And mine for myself.

You no longer get to call the shots. You don’t get to hijack my emotions. You don’t get to haunt my nights or silence my joy. I’ve slammed the door you once squeezed through and bolted it with Jesus Christ, recovery, prayer, truth, and grit.

I’m rebuilding now. Brick by brick. Tear by tear. Victory by victory.
Every breath I take without you is proof that you’re not God. You’re just a parasitic counterfeiter.
And I am no longer your host. I am no longer yours.

So listen closely—this is your goodbye letter.
Not a pause. Not a break.
Final. Forever.

You had me once.
But you’ll never have me again.

I am FREE and Alive. I’ve give my soul to Jesus Christ. Now, and forever, you cannot even have a tiny piece of me.

I’m His…. Remember that… Grace

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Letter #2 – 15 Years Later . . .

Dear Addiction,

It’s been fifteen years.

Fifteen years since Jesus pulled me out of the grave you tried to bury me in.
Fifteen years since I cried out to Him with nothing left but a whisper, and He answered.
Fifteen years since I walked away from your chains and into the arms of the One who died to set me free.

And I need you to know something – you lost.
Not because I got stronger, but because Jesus’ Power in me is stronger.
You couldn’t compete with His mercy. You couldn’t stand against His love.

I am free. It’s not because of rehab, not because of recovery, not because I finally got it together, but because Jesus completely healed me.
You fed off my wounds… He touched them and they closed.
You called me worthless… He called me daughter.
You dragged me through shame… He wrapped me in righteousness.

You left me empty. He filled me.
You left me broken. He restored me.
You left me near death. He gave me life and He gave me an abundant life.

I still remember the nights I cried myself to sleep, the times I almost gave up, the guilt I carried like a stone in my chest. But even then, Jesus never left me. He was there in the darkest places, holding me when I couldn’t stand, fighting for me when I couldn’t pray. He never gave up. Not once.

Today, I wake up with peace in my heart and purpose in my steps.
I’m a wife. A mother. A sister. A servant. A witness.
I share my story because His grace deserves to be told.

My past didn’t disqualify me. It became the platform where His glory shines.
I don’t hide my scars anymore. I show them off, because they testify to others that He heals.

So no, Addiction, you don’t get to speak into my life anymore.
You are a liar. Jesus is the Truth.
You brought death. Jesus brought me life.
You tore me apart. Jesus made me whole.

You once kept screaming in my ears. But now, all I hear is His sweet soft voice:
“You are redeemed. You are mine.”

So let this letter be a warning:
You may still whisper to others, but you’ll never touch me again.
Not because I’m perfect. But because I’m His.

And that changes everything. My purpose is to tell others how you healed me so that they too can be healed. My plan is to set your captives FREE through Jesus Christ and my testimony.

Forever healed,
Grace