Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize […]
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These Rooms of Recovery
We came to these rooms in a spirit of desperation utterly defeated by food, ashamed of insane eating. We stay in these rooms in amazement, grateful to have found folks of our ilk. We urge you to join us in […]
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Lines in a poem I wrote about my father: How many months have I failed to call home? I don’t tend to make phone calls even to people I love! That hundred pound phone we speak of in Recovery is […]
Continue reading »A Fearless and Searching Moral Inventory
We blame our circumstances on others. We were not at fault. The world was against us. Then we found our way into these rooms, the Rooms of Recovery. We wanted what we saw, and we started doing what they said […]
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Think of a time when you felt that life was miraculous: watching early-morning light fill a mountain valley, holding your newborn baby in your arms for the first time, or maybe looking up into the vast night sky ablaze with […]
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