by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I’ve always struggled to explain how I felt in the early days of my sobriety, but it seems that the longer I stay sober, the harder it becomes. I’ve been told that it was because of all the chemical changes happening in my body, or maybe it was because I was so...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I love learning new things, and I still remember how good it felt to finally identify the causes and conditions that set me up for a drink. I discovered that I mostly drank over the resentments I hung on to, the fear I had grown accustomed to, and the guilt and shame...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
“I wish I was as peaceful as you are,” he said as he shook his head. “You don’t seem to get upset about much of anything. How do you do it?” I smiled as I considered what my friend had just said. Surely, you have got to be kidding, I thought. But I knew he wasn’t. Of...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
There are few experiences more intense than listening to a friend in recovery bare their soul to us and to God about everything objectionable in their life. But before this happens, we must have a clear understanding of what our role is, and what we can do to help...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
One of the pitfalls alcoholics in recovery seem to fall into from time to time is that we feel we are so unique that no one can possibly understand us. However, that feeling can only lead to self-pity, and isolation—two things I avoid like the plague. Although I...
