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Reflective Essay On Life Experience

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Session 1 Reflection: Life Experience Opening my eyes slowly I could see millions of cracks shattered across my windshield. Trying to move as the pain began jolting through my body. A surprised voice grabbed my attention as I became conscious, he was telling me to stay still as the sound of the saw ate away at my door. I realized then that I was in a terrible car accident, somehow, I survived. This was the moment that changed my life, the moment that Jesus took the wheel. Hours prior to that I sat alone; sad, angry and dumbfounded. How could a man I’ve loved for 17 years love someone else? Thoughts flooded my mind as I tried drowning my pain with every bottle that hit my lips. Tears flowing down my face as I slowly began to slip away, wanting to forget every lie and hoping to erase all the years I sat blinded. The feeling of every breath escaping me as the couch felt like the only comfort I had. Then the day came that I stood before the judge as he sentenced me in 60-days in the county jail. I had just kissed my kid’s goodbye outside, I didn’t want them to see me handcuffed and taken away. Watching their eyes fill up with confusion and sadness broke every part of my heart that remained. Explaining to them that I did something bad and needed to be punished was something I felt ashamed of, especially that I would be absent from their lives was by far my greatest struggle. I just knew that I had to rise from this and come back stronger than the person I was before, to be a better mother, daughter and someone I could be proud of. My sister asked me if I was afraid to go to jail, if I was going to cry. I told her that I would only cry because I was sad to leave my kids and could only imagine how they felt, but afraid was something I wasn’t. She looked at me baffled, I told her, “God has a plan for me, I could feel it and I don’t know what it is all I know is that its inside those walls, He will protect me”. To avoid a year’s sentence, I was placed in the R.I.S.E unit (Recovery in secure environment), a program designed for women who are suffering from addiction. Every day we would sit in groups, mostly taught by us inmates and every other day we would have a trauma therapist come visit. It was an intense program

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