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“Step One is about honesty, about giving up our delusions and coming to grips with reality.”
– Life with Hope, second edition, page 1
Oh reality, what an uncomfortable foreign concept you were, I’ll escape instead. Honesty with others? Sometimes; honesty with myself? Completely incapable; delusion, that was my reality. Before coming into MA and working the program, I didn’t know left from right or up from down. I thought I did; I thought I knew everything, which was far from the truth.
Step One, was the beginning of the healing that I so desperately needed. It was the jaws of life that ungripped my slave-like addiction to marijuana. Now, I am able to face reality as honestly as I can while slowly replacing the delusional thoughts that still sometimes occupy space in my brain. I don’t do it perfectly, but every day that I’m alive and sober I get to try. This results in a life that doesn’t require escaping, a life worth living.
Final thought: Today, I will try my best to be honest while I live life in real time and not escape into my delusional thoughts.
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