my daily reflections…

i can recall havin rules and standards with which fear had me needin others to live by as i judged them; and to an extent, i can still do this today. the difference between then and now is, in short time, i can recognize when im doin this and get to use what ive learned about myself through recovery to work toward the solution to such unhealthy concerns. they were rules and regulations so tough i couldnt even live up to em myself. i couldnt accept people fer who they were as individuals nor could i even accept myself fer bein who i was. these ideas and set of standards only served my alcoholism, shuttin me off and buildin walls; exercisin selfishness and unhealthy ego challenges. by the time i came into the rooms i was a meager shell of a person. the rooms of recovery accepted me fer who i was, with open arms. others taught me the rules and regulations i had held so deeply within kept me from participatin in lifes true events, relationships with others, and honest, wholesome, love. today, as i practice the traditions of recovery, i understand my misgivins and am open to what life has to offer. i get to accept others and myself, livin amongst the world with inner peace, equal rights, and freedom. 1 day @ a time...