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Posted: Tue, Feb 26, 2019 07:36:33 AM
ironically, when i first considered this topic this morning, what came to mind first was the fact that when i was in active addiction, the only remorse i felt was when i was caught doing something that i **should** have not been doing in the first place. even then, it was was when i could not explain away of blame something or someone else for **making** me do it. it is not that i am so much better now, but i certainly can see the point of the reading that remorse and guilt are excellent paths to finding a way to forgive myself. i could just parrot the reading, i do however probably need to go another direction. before i get to much further down this new rabbit hole:
getting clean, as difficult as it was for me, was nothing compared to the pain of realizing what i had become and how my living affected the world around me. i may not have been a monster decimating all that i saw, but i certainly infected those around me with the virus of my ill-will and my need to take, take, take. last night at the meeting, one of my peers shared how hesitant they were to reach out to others for help. i too, am in that same sort of space, because in active addiction, IF i chose to do something for someone else, there was always an obligation, an expectation and a huge string attached to that favor. it took a few step cycles before i realized how destructive that was to me and to those with whom i share my life. this morning, i will step out into the world, with the uppermost thought being, what can i do today to make myself a bit more fit for human company and to be okay with what i uncover.
Ronald B,
TWELVE (12) years clean!
Congrats my ‘step’ brother on doing this gig, just for today.
getting clean, as difficult as it was for me, was nothing compared to the pain of realizing what i had become and how my living affected the world around me. i may not have been a monster decimating all that i saw, but i certainly infected those around me with the virus of my ill-will and my need to take, take, take. last night at the meeting, one of my peers shared how hesitant they were to reach out to others for help. i too, am in that same sort of space, because in active addiction, IF i chose to do something for someone else, there was always an obligation, an expectation and a huge string attached to that favor. it took a few step cycles before i realized how destructive that was to me and to those with whom i share my life. this morning, i will step out into the world, with the uppermost thought being, what can i do today to make myself a bit more fit for human company and to be okay with what i uncover.
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