# Recovery

Perhaps a better metaphor would be a spouse facing illness and refusing treatment, the anger that could bring. Even so, I want to believe I did alcoholism to myself. It flatters my independence, no matter how much damage I did.

It is so easy to look for answers outside of ourselves when the real work at hand is an inside job. God lives in and all around us, we are never not connected to spirit, even in our darkest moments.

The idea that I would be ridiculed and teased if I were to reveal bits of myself, the things I liked, the things I thought, the things I was afraid of. I came to believe that the only version of me that was palatable and sale-able to the world at large was the one I was painstakingly constructing and that required the prodigious consumption of... See more

W e, of Alcoholics Anonymous, are more than one hundred men and women who have re-covered from a seemingly hopeless state of mind and body.

I don’t keep my recovery close to my vest because I don’t believe it to be a thing I should be ashamed of. In fact, it is my greatest achievement, or as Jamie Lee Curtis says, “her greatest legacy.”

I fully believe that my sobriety reaches back in time and heals for my family what they could not heal. I believe my sobriety reaches back in time and... See more

I am willing to not know, look stupid, make an ass of myself, get it wrong, be awkward, be uncomfortable.

I am willing to do all that so I CAN BE FREE.

The greatest gift of sobriety is recovering the person I was meant to be and getting to spend time with him.

I am who I am today because of relying on a power greater than myself, attempting rigorous honesty, having sponsors, taking responsibility for my shit, and trying to be of service to others.