to sustain my recovery, ive had to live in ways that once felt unnatural. i no longer review my day through worry or regret but through humility and honesty. each night i ask my HP to show me where ive erred and where ive grown. when i owe an amends, i make it; when ive done well, i give thanks. this practice turns anxiety into peace and keeps me spiritually grounded. each mornin begins with prayer and meditation instead of fear and control. as the day unfolds, i watch for self-pity, dishonesty, or selfish motives, and when they surface, i meet them with right action. recovery has become a program for livin; one that trades chaos for clarity and reaction for response. Perseverance aint about perfection; it is about stayin willin. 1 day @ a time…
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corn fed not inbred michigan white trash...
