I attend meetings atleast 4 times week, more if I need them, and I typically only share when I am either asked to or when a compulsion deep inside me stirs. Somethings I have noticed lately is that the two almost always sychronized. Last night I wanted to share on step two but had no idea what to say so i just listened. My sponsor taps on my back and says "I want to hear from my buddy Joe." I talked but it was like on auto pilot. I made full confession of my admission of a power greater than myself could restore me to sanity. I have also noticed, in the last couple of months, as a few of my friends have, that what I share is happy. Maybe that is what I have come to terms with lately. My life is not F***ed up, it is not in shambles, and I am happy for the first time in 20 years. I feel marvelous. Dont get me wrong, life is very hard now, but I dont have to be unhappy about it, and most importantly, I dont have to drink about it.
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