I’m heading off to meet my sponsee and am tired from working a good day.  

A part of me has gotten so used to never being enough or on top of it or flailing in some manner that I’ve forgotten my gratitude. I’ve started when feeling sad or frustrated or lonely to remind myself of where I am right here. Working my dream job and a lady who I respect and admire. I am living my dream.  

My obsessive control self wants to order it all quickly and easily and have it work “just so.” But that doesn’t work. I have proven that I can go wildly out of control when I take full control of myself.   So why on earth do I think I know better with others???

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Christina Osheim