It's funny how the mind works…how one second by seeing a knife, i can think of death, and then the next moment, i am scrubbing my face, so I can take better care of my skin. So bizare…to be in between these 2 extremes, which seem so perfectly normal and right. For a while now,...
my alcoholic pain was the price of admission into a new way of life, a life in recovery. as bad as it got, as many times as i tried, i could not beat my alcoholism. it showed me that i, as bad ass as i thought i was, wasnt shit. i can look back today...
i dont get beat up near as much today as i used to. and i dont mean in the physical sense. what im talkin about is the emotional or psychological sense. i still do shit i wish id thought a lil more on, but the consequences i face from doin or sayin somethin aint nowhere...
ive battled despair and i aint too fond of doin it, hopelessness sucks ass man! and its so true, in my case, that when i go to relyin on self, without the help of my HP or a guided direction from a trusted friend in recovery, the signal i think i have with my HP...
i would not be sober today if i hadnt humbled myself and put forth the willingness to try to gain a sense of humility. recovery helped me get a start learnin how to use humility to help me become the person i am today. with step one i had to start bein honest with others...
its been my experience that as i have grown in my recovery, practicin, as best as i can, the spiritual principles contained within the program, humility has come as a biproduct of that discipline. surely bein a member in the fellowship i want to be humble and accept what my HP and the program has...
it was through the 12 steps that ive been able to become the person i am today. i will be very honest as i write this, i never knew i could be who i am today. ive always felt “less than”. i reckon this stems from early childhood and at times i still struggle with...
its my understandin that shortcomins are things i should be doin that i aint. they are blocks to my growth, personally, emotionally, behaviorally, and spiritually. i reckon when im filled with my self-will, i aint open to learnin new shit. hell, mannn, i aint even open to doin the right shit when all i can...
Making peace with loss is one way we learn acceptance. When we experience loss and find that we can still feel complete within ourselves, something changes. eThe feeling that we must constantly fight for our survival starts to ease. We can let someone else be right, or let something go, without losing ourselves or our...
it took a lot of self-induced punishment for me to finally break down and admit that i was powerless over alcohol, even more so, the alcoholism i had developed. i can recall bein angry all the time, frustrated over the life i was livin, and the self-pity i had, became ever loomin. i felt trapped...