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One thing that's been on my mind lately is progress. The past few weeks, members of the fellowship that I attend have articulated frustration with their perceived lack of progress in recovery. They say that they still have the cravings, that they still slip and they still fall. They wonder if things will ever get better and, if so, when.
To be honest, I've wondered that too. I've been working my program, and I have a sponsor, yet I still have to fight - and like hell, sometimes - just to stay clean. I find it's so very easy to slip back into my old ways of thinking and believing, the rationalization and the denial. I look back at the work I've done and sometimes feel angry that I have not transformed into something else...something other than an addict.
But tonight I took a step back from that frustration and realized that I have been changing in important, tangible ways. Even though I still struggle, other things have been changing for me - things I thought were life-long and just part of who I was turned out to just be products of active addiction. I'll give a couple of examples.
I have always hated myself. I've always been my own harshest critic and my own worst enemy. I hated everything about myself. My thoughts were stupid and unoriginal. My body was ugly. My speech was clumsy. My work was shoddy. Nothing was ever good enough for me. Pushing yourself can be a good thing, but for me it had gone far beyond that - I was pushing myself into the ground. Since starting on recovery, though, I've realized that I'm actually starting to like the person I'm becoming. I'm noticing changes in the way I view myself, I'm noticing changes in the way I view other people, and other people are noticing the change too.
Sarah and I actually have conversations now. It's like we really connect, and that's something that I've never had before. Oddly enough, since my bottom, our relationship has never been better. I'm a lot closer with my friends and family, as well. That is all probably a result of the rigorous honesty that I've been trying to hold myself to.
Speaking of honesty, I can't ever remember being this honest. I always used to think about how I should say something that would paint me in the best possible light, about how I could minimize my own responsibility for my actions. Now, even if something is bad, I don't really even think about it before disclosing it. I speak with an honest heart now, and that's something I never even thought that I had.
So while we may have urges and cravings, while we may still want to delude ourselves into thinking that the old ways were the good ways, all I think we have to do is to be honest with our progress - to look at the changes that we have been making - and we will realize that even despite the struggles and it will be self-evident that this is a new life. A new life that brings with it new opportunity and new happiness that could never of been revealed to us while we were drowning in our addictions.
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