The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
One I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost ... I am helpless... It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.
Two I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in this same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
Three I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I still fall in... it’s a habit... But my eyes are open. I see it is there. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
Four I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
Thanks for sharing, I really needed to hear that message today. I need to accept responsibility for my part in the disease. Not an easy thing for someone who always thought they had the right answers. LOL
Thanks...loved it...will copy and take to work...this board and the readings are helping me in my attempt to walk around the hole..I have been falling in for 32 years..Just had a funny yet sad thought...I describe my husband as a functioning A..Since I am also successful in my job and outwardly appear to "have my head screwed on right" I must be a functioning "something" too..one day at a time
I haven't seen this one before, but it is totally applicable to us, as in our recovery, I guess we are all aspiring to get to steps 4 and 5..... Once in awhile we fall back into 1, 2, and 3.... but as we get healthier, we learn to "walk around that hole", or even "choose another street".
Thanks for sharing that!
Tom
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"He is either gonna drink, or he won't.... what are YOU gonna do?"
"What you think of me is none of my business"
"If you knew the answer to what you are worrying about, would it REALLY change anything?"
I am new to this site, and started a post earlier, trying to tell my story. I got nauseaous..dizzy...sick....typing my past out in this pure white window...i deleted it. I went on to read the posts here, and found that I didn't have to type anything, because so many someone's were going through my struggle themselves. I also found myself so thankful that I registered to be on this message board today. To make my story short and sweet, without the bells and whistles, I am fighting the hole number 3, kicked the A husband out on Friday to get me to walk around hole 4, and am striving to get to hole 5.
HOW??????? When will I know that I have found a new street, when all of the scenery still looks the same?
