Making peace with things I would not have chosen.
My first full year as an official orphan (in which I was banished by literally every blood relative) truly flew and I am going out on a high note: -Cleanly…
Discovering that there is a name for this disease of perceptions and relationships, was the beginning of my healing. Every meeting offers the gift of hearing and sharing about matters,…
I have definitely lost touch with my higher power, indicated by my obsessive and anxious rehearsing and rehashing, the afterburn of having stood up for myself. Today, I must journal…
So- In my desire and pursuit to be merciful, I foolishly agreed to a highly undesirable arrangement for myself. I did so, in an effort to be of service to my…