12 Step Journey

My newfound journey on the road of sobriety, with alcoholics anonymous providing the roadmap.
You are confined only by the walls you build yourself.

You are confined only by the walls you build yourself.

Sometimes our Mind is in war with our Heart.  Mind know that wee need to forget something, but our Heart is still keeping it.

Sometimes our Mind is in war with our Heart.  Mind know that wee need to forget something, but our Heart is still keeping it.

Your life is a result of the choices you make…If you don’t like your life it is time to start making better choices.

Your life is a result of the choices you make…If you don’t like your life it is time to start making better choices.

Yesterday you said tomorrow….Just Do It.

Yesterday you said tomorrow….Just Do It.

This pain that you hold is yours.  There is not a single pain quite like it.  Nobody else on God’s Green Earth can feel this pain, or have the indescribably feeling of pride you will have when you overcome it.  This pain is not your curse; This pain is your privilege.

This pain that you hold is yours.  There is not a single pain quite like it.  Nobody else on God’s Green Earth can feel this pain, or have the indescribably feeling of pride you will have when you overcome it.  This pain is not your curse; This pain is your privilege.

Mistakes are proof that you are trying.

Mistakes are proof that you are trying.

acountryboy asked: its fuckin tough

It IS!  Anything worth having though is hard.  

As Winston Churchill said, “If you’re going through hell, keep going.” and I’d add “keep going so you get of there as fast as possible!”

Never give up. There is no such thing as an ending, just a new beginning.

Never give up. There is no such thing as an ending, just a new beginning.

I show my scars to others so they know they can heal!

I show my scars to others so they know they can heal!

The worst hell I can think of is when you die, the person you became meets the person you could have become.

The worst hell I can think of is when you die, the person you became meets the person you could have become.

Sometimes not sliding backwards counts as moving forwards. 
Sometimes not actively trying to die is living large.
Sometime holding my ground is a fragile miracle

Sometimes not sliding backwards counts as moving forwards. 

Sometimes not actively trying to die is living large.

Sometime holding my ground is a fragile miracle

Sometimes it ends up different, and its is better that way.

Sometimes it ends up different, and its is better that way.

I am not what happened to me. I am what I choose to become.

I am not what happened to me. I am what I choose to become.

Love starts when we push aside our ego and make room for someone else.

—Rudolf Steiner

It doesn’t matter if the water is cold or warm if you’re going to have to wade through it anyway.

—Teilhard de Chardin