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I never would have thought I’d have an opportunity like this again. The end of my drug use, and even for the most part the first 3 years I’ve been sober, have been pretty uninteresting and I have actually become pretty resistant to change. Variation kind of freaks me out. I feel so secure in [...]
I was thinking about an old post last night, Nothing You Can Find That Cannot Be Found, and about how lucky I was, that early in recovery, to have been protected from the worst of my temptations. A little space for a little while can be a good thing while you’re getting your sober legs. [...]
I am really feeling grateful for my life today. And I’m feeling especially grateful for the time that I spent with my sponsor up in Atlanta and everything that has followed.
Friday night I got to take one of my favorite people, Jill, the friend who let me detox at her house, out for dinner at [...]
I have grown to really love reading Last Chance on the Stairway, a recovery blog written by a cat who’s “experience closely mirrors” my own; not just his experience in his addiction, but especially his experiences in the first part of recovery. Every new experience is so amazing, and experiencing living again is so clear [...]
After taking a coin for my 2nd year sober (today) in a meeting tonight I was surprised to hear descriptions of me as I was during the first part of my recovery. My first sponsor’s wife said that she had been scared of me. “Don’t let that freak in my house,” she had told him. [...]
It was in the early hours of the morning of the day after my birthday two years ago that I was given my first step. It didn’t feel much like a gift at the time, but that’s exactly what it was; a gift of grace.
Out of money and out of drugs, stood up on my [...]
I’m still fuzzy on the details. I remember getting up the next morning and talking to my sponsor and talking to my dad. I remember dad saying to find the right car and between the two of us we’d fiind a way to get it financed. I remember heading back to the dealership where I [...]
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