Different: Not the same; distinct; separate.
In Idaho. Treeless hills rising from a treeless plain.
As a recovering alcoholic and drug addict, I'm one tough son of a bitch. And I'm serious when I say this. Life threw a lot of stuff at me -- most of my own doing, unfortunately -- but it taught me how to take a punch. You may knock me down but you're not going to knock me out.
This is one of the great strengths of The Program. As a group, someone has overcome every possible problem and challenge that I'm going to encounter . My old battle cry: "But you don't understand!" is no longer applicable. Someone does understand. This was a total paradigm shift for a guy who spent my whole life trying to convince everyone that I was different, that what I was going through was an insurmountable problem.
Then I met you people. There is nothing quite like being helped by someone who has survived similar struggles to your own. Identical struggles, in many cases. I will listen to someone with experience. OK, I don't listen to anyone, but I do watch someone with experience to see what they do, then maybe I'll follow their lead after I have exhausted all other options and am in a great deal of pain.
Ho Hum.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
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