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“After we listed and analyzed our resentments, we began to realize that they no longer had as much power over us.”
– Life with Hope, first edition, page 19
I hold on to resentment like an old worn-out toy that no longer works. On the day of my 18-month recovery date, my house was full of people and activity not centered on me. I took my chip that evening hurt and angry, resenting that not one person in my home even knew about my 18-month chip. My resentment grew, as did my anger.
Leaving the meeting I recognized what a negative place my stinking thinking had taken me to. How did I know to reach for the tools of recovery? I just did; that’s the miracle of recovery when I keep coming back. So, with willingness, and relief, in turning my resentment/anger over, I stopped at the market, bought a cake, entered my house with a smile, and invited everyone to join in my celebration.
Final thought: Today, I will turn over the thinking that gets in my way and become open to the joy of today.
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