It's funny how quickly (some) habits break. I don't know what to say here now. It's not that nothing is happening, recovery-wise; it's mainly that what's happening is not bloggable. Well, not unless I were to start a whole new blog that no one, anywhere, will ever read, ever.
It seems that the longer I'm sober, the more clarity I gain about various issues, such as relationship patterns and family stuff. This is painful but necessary and good. It's just not stuff I can broadcast widely.
Hey, look! I just set a boundary!
*cheers self*
Okay, that was an easy one. But still. Baby steps and all that.
A guy in AA calls them sherpa steps. As he explains it, when sherpas are climbing a steep, snowy mountain, they take very small steps in order to maintain their center of gravity in a less-precarious-than-otherwise position. I like that image, my abhorrence of the cold notwithstanding. It's both more nuanced and more dignified than picturing myself as a year-old child falling on her face.
In other news, tomorrow is a special day. But, y'know, one day at a time and all that. So I'll have to hold off on writing about it for now. (How's that for a teaser? Hee.) Tune in tomorrow...or maybe the day after.
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I think the concept of Sherpa Steps is more appropriate, too. Youre not a child, adn this is not kid business in which you are involved. -PTW
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