by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I’m pretty sure that every human being, regardless of what they seem to portray, is fearful of being vulnerable. As a child, I learned that not everyone could be trusted. And later, I came to understand that every human being—including me—had flaws. But knowing that...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
From time to time, a new buzzword shows up in our language, and almost overnight, it’s on every tongue because it feels cool to be one of the first to adopt the latest expression. Sometimes I’m guilty of that, too—even if I’m not entirely sure I’m using the word...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Today I was thinking about change—and I smiled. I remember the resolve with which I used to tackle my biggest problems, and how try as I might, I could never get very far before I reached the inevitable conclusion that I had failed. Again. This became acutely and...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Recently, I heard someone share their story of recovery. It was a powerful story—and he told it well. As he spoke, I could relate to how he felt before he picked up a drink—those feelings of being on the outside looking in, of not belonging anywhere, of being...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I felt it again the other day. All alone. Even though I was surrounded by people. It’s funny to me how I can still feel that way, even though I’ve been sober for many years, now. In the beginning, I remember feeling wonderful as I realized I was not alone! Other...
