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“What a reward this program has given me—my life back!”
– I Needed It to Feel OK, Life with Hope, second edition, page 156
Before recovery, from the time I became addicted to marijuana, I didn’t live my life. I started smoking pot when I was 15, and had become a full-blown addict by the time I was 19, consuming pot every waking minute. My main purpose in life was to get and use marijuana. I was merely existing, where each day was the same as the day before. Of course, I didn’t realize that this was not how life was supposed to be lived while in the denial of my addiction.
I remember the first time I heard the Second Step about being restored to sanity. I wasn’t sure I had ever been sane! Through working the program to the best of my ability, I have been given a life truly worth living. I am able to be of service to others. I am able to enjoy my day, and not just endure it. I have gratitude in my life and a deep appreciation of the beauty that exists all around me. I am connected to everyone and everything. These are gifts that have come to me by virtue of working the Twelve Steps of Marijuana Anonymous, and being part of this worldwide fellowship.
Final thought: Today, I am grateful that I have a life worth living.
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