my daily reflections…

through personal inventory i learned how fear had driven me to protect myself from perceived harms. it always seemed, if i was to feel another start tryin to get at me, i had to strike first. and to try to say there was no self-delusion, self-seekin, or self-pity involved, would be a straight lie today. maybe at the time i could rationalize and justify my behavior, action, or words, but my personal moral inventory showed me, with the help of my sponsor, how i was usually wrong. whether or not i made drastic attempts to cover my ego, there was always some kind of jab toward the person i felt was comin at me. and why wouldnt they after all the shit i had caused em. today i get to be driven by a hundred forms of courage, truth, altruism, and honesty. love of others is an action, behavior, and cognitive practice of humility. it is a willingness to step away from self and give somethin others may not expect. it is empathy, it is compassion, it is a devotion to give rather than take. 1 day @ a time...