- I spent a ton of money on meditation/prayer beads, books, Buddhas, and candles. Living my best Recovery Dharma life over here. I am definitely not cocky, but so driven to do the work, harder and more in-depth than before. I have struggled with anger over these single digit days I am building up - because they don’t make sense. I had no reason to relapse. I was happy. I wasn’t really craving. I DECIDED to shut down and pick up - just because I could, because it was easy to, because my thoughts were like, “What’s the difference?”
From The Unexpected Joy of Being Sober, “No matter how much ‘I want a drink, I need a drink, I could have a drink, there’s a drink, pick up the drink’ echoes in your head, a thought cannot make you pick up that drink and put it in your mouth…only picking up a drink and putting it in my mouth, could lead me to drinking…Thoughts are in your head. They can’t move your hand.”
Nothing else but that my friend. Make your thoughts your friend, not your enemy.