my daily reflections…

i vividly remember the overwhelmin weight of the crisis i had created for myself, one that i could neither delay nor escape, my struggle with alcoholism. this battle had led me to seek refuge in the rooms on multiple occasions. each time, i would gather my thoughts and concoct yet another misguided strategy to conquer my alcoholism, steppin back into the world with renewed confidence and a fervent wish to overcome my alcoholism, all while keepin a jug of whiskey close at hand. it was only after spendin some time in the rooms that i began to confront the truths i had long avoided, slowly learnin to embrace the fragile concepts of honesty, hope, and faith that were just startin to take root within me. i made the pivotal choice to confront a fear that had long held me captive, reachin out to a HP for assistance. i was hesitant to adhere to the rigid doctrines i had been taught in my childhood, but i soon discovered that this journey was not about religion; it was a spiritual awakenin. this realization allowed me to set aside my previous misconceptions and explore a new path, one that diverged from the patterns i had followed for so long. 1 day @ a time...