my daily reflections…

one of the first promises recovery gave me was stability, but only after i became willin to accept structure and discipline within. outward compliance was easy; true change required new behavior, new thinkin, and patience. my greatest battle was trust, not just with others, but with myself. alone, fear and confusion always won. self-will demanded i fix myself from the outside in, but it never worked. recovery showed me another way: build a relationship with God, then with self. from there, stability and discipline became freedom, not restraint. as my actions shifted, so did my thinkin. meanness gave way to openness, self-pity to self-love. rules i once resisted became foundations for balance. my HP gave me self-esteem, and with it came confidence and self-trust. what i once thought would bind me instead set me free. all it took at the beginnin was willingness, and the courage to try. 1 day @ a time...