Could It Happen To Me?

[MajestyJo]

When I came into recovery, I was not in touch with my feelings. This disease is no respecter of persons. It took a long time to identify them, and it wasn't until I allowed myself to feel them, that I could let them go.

Just because I didn't it once, doesn't mean that is the only time I do it. It is a one day at a time program. I would go to meetings, hear people share, and say, "Oh, I can identify with that. Is that what I have been feeling all this time." The biggy was anxiety. I pooh hooed the word, until I found that I had it too. Got of the bus, left my groceries and cart in the middle of the grocery store, fear of bridges, grates, and a lot of the unknown.