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Post by Susan Peabody on Apr 16, 2022 3:05:14 GMT -8
Spirituality has been a great part of my recovery. The Holy Spirit came to me in 1983 by way of a visitation. I think that is the only way I could have come to believe. In 2015, I had another visitation. This time by Christ who said, "I am real. I am the son of God. I died for your sins and was resurrected. Thus began the beginning of the most difficult part of journey in recovery. Jesus knew I would need his strength to survive, and I did. The changes in my life have been so profound that I could not have done them without God. I am grateful and I am humble. As we celebrate this Easter, I want to thank God for my recovery and a life full of happiness, joy, and freedom from love addiction. Attachments:
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Post by Shirley C. on Apr 16, 2022 4:34:42 GMT -8
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Post by Susan Peabody on Apr 18, 2022 13:12:51 GMT -8
An Adult Child is anyone who carries the residual effects of trauma from either their home, school, or church. Most of this trauma occurred in childhood and adolescence, but sometimes it carries over into our adult life. One of the characteristics of an Adult Child, is an all of nothing personality trait. This means I am always vacillating between student and teacher. I am either learning from someone like my sponsor or I am teaching (lecturing) somebody about recovery. In recovery, I have always wanted to learn now to be friends. This means listening as much as talking. Getting out of my penchant for talking about myself and my accomplishments. It means I have to find the middle ground and change.A few months ago, I asked a woman in A.A. to be my sponsor. We both have 39 years in recovery. She said she did not have time, but she would be happy to be my friend. I did not have a clue how to do this. She is teaching me little by little, which is better than rejecting me. Today, we went out for coffee. I talked about myself. Finally, I asked her how she was. She said, "It's about time you asked how I was." I froze. Then I put it out of my head. She started to tell me how she was. When she mentioned something of interest to me, I turned it around and started to tell her a story about myself. She stopped me in mid sentence, and pointed out what I was doing. Part of me was embarrassed, but the recovery part of me thanked her for being honest with me and teaching me how to be a friend. Later, she started lecturing me for spending all my money on charity. She is not a Christian and does not believe in sacrifice. So, I listened to her because I knew she said these things because she cares. As the same time, I noted to myself that we did not have this value in common. But I thanked her and asked her if we could drop the subject. She complied. Setting boundaries is also part of being a good friend. So today was a good day for learning and getting out of the house for a nice cup of coffee. This is life. This is recovery. Attachments:
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