Had to refresh this topic because it's so true for me today.
In the maelstrom I am currently weathering, I let myself get so frazzled & upset that I was unable to eat or sleep.
Consequently, I made a mistake at work & had to pay severely for it. Then, I was so distraught about being reprimanded, that I made ANOTHER mistake, worse than the first.
Thankfully, I was able to correct it before there was a landslide.
But this told me I was in a shakey place.
I knew I needed to perfect & enlarge my spiritual life through work & self-sacrifice for others, or I wasn't going to survive this low spot, trial or whatever you want to call those dung heaps!
Thank God for newcomers. For those who want this program of recovery & are willing to go to any lengths. For those who don't want it & share with us how that didn't work. For those who struggle, stumble & fall & get up again & walk to freedom. For all who allow me to be of service - thank you! Thank you!
Told my sponsor I'd made some stupid mistakes & said, from the pits of the pity-pot, "If you want to throw me in the dumpster, I understand."
She said, "What'd you do? Drink?"
I laughed. No! I did not drink!
I may have done something stupid, then, in an emotional hangover, done something even stupider, but I didn't do the stupidest thing of all - drink.
Thank you dear sponsor! I almost missed the gift & grace of being sober today! And how working with others truly does help me. And how real & alive this program of recovery is in my life today.
Man, could it be the grace is worth the garbage?