I believe things happen for a reason and that synchronicity correlates to some form of spirituality. It reveals itself in any form, but I believe it to be fate. In my addiction, I had an incident at home where I overdosed in my room with the door slightly cracked open. From what I have been told, my dog had pushed the door open just enough for my mom to see me down the hall. You can call this whatever you please, but I believe the events leading up to my overdose were no coincidence. Every action that was put in place that night all came together in the nick of time.