sobriety

Just Wait

My disease hates when I’m happy.  My disease hates when I stray from needing it to tell me my every move, validate my every thought, and rely on it for comfort.  Especially when it has to do with my body, the food I put in my body, and people commenting on either or both.  And

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I Want What I Have

I’m calm.  I feel balanced.  I’m not in a hurry and I’m not attached. It’s somewhat new.  I’ve been practicing hard.  Not by choice at first, but willingly now. Life is grey, not black and white.  Most of my life I have lived in the black and white.  The all or the nothing.  The best

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I Have Arrived

“I had arrived”.  That elusive idea that once I get somewhere or that once I achieve something, I will be complete.  That elusive story that if only I could look like x, or feel like y, then I’d be happy.  The chase to nowhere and the high to nothing. I lived that way for a

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