disarming myself.

What chance is there for a happy day when I wake up to the fact that I’m not happy?  My Continue reading →

just for today I will be happy. Honest.

Truth in a tiny lamination.  A portrait-oriented, business card-sized bookmark I received at a meeting by someone handing them out.  Continue reading →

living up to what’s written down.

My assignment for the week is to question my preconceived notions of myself.  God knows I’ve got tons of preconceived Continue reading →

let go this time and again right now.

I’ve been attempting to understand this step because I not sure I’ve ever really worked it.  I went through the Continue reading →

am I talking to me?

Boil away everything presented in the program and you’re left with this truth at its core:  one drunk talking to Continue reading →

my middle name is extreme.

If I’m ever going to complete Steps Six and Seven with any degree of success, I need to be humble.  Continue reading →

good henchman.

It all comes down to this simple self-knowledge:  don’t tell me what to do.  I don’t appreciate being ordered around.  Continue reading →

before the fact.

My biggest fear?  That everything will go the way I want, that I’ll get everything I desire, that I’ll be Continue reading →