The 12 Step Questions Mash-Up

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Written By Rich C.

Is my life unmanageable? Am I powerless over marijuana?

Who is God? Who is my Higher Power? Do I now believe or am I open to believing?

Can I turn my will and my life over to the care of this God, that I do not truly understand?

Can I take a hard look at myself?

Can I talk to my sponsor and my Higher Power about my life?

Am I really ready to have all my character defects removed?

Am I willing to ask?

Who do I need to make amends to?

Am I willing to make those amends?

Can I continue to take a hard look at myself on a daily basis?

Can I stop for a moment and pray or meditate?

Am I willing to practice these principles and help others?

If I answered yes to ALL of these questions I have taken the 12 Steps!

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