as my desire to attain what others in the rooms possessed grew, i realized that i needed to cultivate faith in somethin beyond alcohol. witnessin the transformations in others as they shared their E.S.H. made me question my own alcoholism. if their words were genuine, then their current lives reflected a stark contrast to the challenges they faced before recovery. i yearned for that same sense of hope and fulfillment. as i began to embrace the principles of recovery, i discovered that by actin on faith, i was able to tap into an inner strength i never knew existed. today, i get to access that unsuspected inner resource whenever i need it. 1 day @ a time…
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