On AA, Abusive Relationships, and Love
I went to an AA meeting today. AA is not where I wanted to be on Christmas Day and honestly, I don’t even like AA, but holidays are hard it was the only recovery group available to me. I figured something was better than nothing.
In a heartbeat, the oriental rug Became a sea of Tiny glass beads. I asked if I should pick them up Or find the vacuum. “I’ll get them,” she says. I would have just vacuumed them. I go about my day. Later, I consider the sea of Tiny glass beads Scattered on the oriental rug.…
A Note to Myself for When I’m Anxious:
Everything really will be ok – I just forget to remember that sometimes.