Fairy farts
I don’t want to make it sound like rainbows and fairy farts but I am constantly in wonder at my ability to really feel my feelings and the depth of my feelings (both good and bad) and the ability to finally heal from the bad and the ability to nurture the good. In every single way, I am a happier human being who possesses more hope than I ever thought possible. I think that this is the brass ring we should be reaching for and the sober world should be selling not a lifetime of white-knuckling hell! I am not sick and weak for fucking ever!! If that were true then what is the point? My low would have to be pretty fucking low to reach for that load of crap!! I could go on, but I would love to see recovery groups that focused more on joy and the absolute ability to break this “addiction." - Colette Louise
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