We’re ready for the last part of the 4th Step inventory. We will see that some of the things that we have done caused hurt to ourselves and also to other people. If… Read More
Fear feeds on dishonesty.
Some of us once had great self-confidence, but it didn’t fully solve the fear problem, or any other.
Or not… your choice.
Fears include the things that make me anxious, the things I dread and those that I worry about.
Finish this, and you’re done with the Not So Scary Resentments Inventory of Step 4.
We’re listing in column 4 the responses that we’re not proud of.
The destination is healing and reaching towards the Sunlight of the Spirit.
We start to separate the action from the person.
We bury our resentments.
Start by listing the people you have resentments against.
Using this method, complete your 4th in just 7 days.
…another opportunity to grow, to become loving and humble like Henry, my dog.
Nearly any day contains prime resentment opportunities.
Pick up a broom and give it a whirl!
I no longer feel I have to ‘prove’ anything to you or to me
It IS whether you win or lose!
Who’s in the drivers’ seat?
A guide, a mentor, a friend, a BB Nazi… so many choices!
Grandma had a great recipe for bread…
Barney Fife was right.
We are sure God wants us to be happy, joyous and free.
A month into Al-Anon I find that I am losing my job.
After cleaning out my wheelhouse I find I’m a little lonely…
I have been informed that my ability to perform the duties of my present position at any future time is inadvisable.
Need help? TA DA! It was becoming an obsession, this helping habit of mine.
Glancing down the hall towards the Al-Anon room…
Thinking, learning, figuring things out with my pea brain…
Little Fists happen when I start to criticize myself.
My most traumatic experience with remodeling isn’t filed in a picture database anywhere …
When you are a non-user talking to a substance abuser …
Just between you and me, I’ve always been a little crazy during and around a full moon….
Before AA I judged myself by my intentions, while the world was judging me by my actions.
When I’m digging into the quarry of the past, I’m entering the insanity of mining my history…
The visible me was a lie. The shadow me was reality.
Even ‘normies’ suffer from it.
I grew up in the 50s–a time when sex education had not yet been invented.
There’s a lot of ‘holding’ going on during the last three points.
Can you find something that weighs on your mind?
My life would make a better movie than it does a life.
Possibly behind the presenting question is the thought: “You’re not one of us, are you?” I’m not sure why we react to ‘foreigners’ this way, but it’s human nature to try to align the ‘us’ from the ‘them’. We separate out the locals from the others like sorting through the box of puzzle pieces for the border.
So what do we do if we can’t trust our thinking?
I spent a lot of time with my grandparents absorbing survival skills: some good, some bad.
Putting out of our minds the wrongs other had done, we resolutely looked for our own mistakes.
Ya but… (wheeze) the other guy is the problem! You’re just the victim, here.
So, what’s wrong with being a Tattletale?
I’m a Fighter from a long line of Fighters. I don’t know what happens to you when you’re angry…