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(And when I buy into that belief, starring in the movie-in-my-mind in some sort of Rebel/Martyr Epic, I indulge my ego to such a degree that it leaves the door wiiiide open for my alcoholism.)
Posted at 12:12 AM in Just A Thought, Ouch | Permalink
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I wish I had learnt this a long time ago. People did try very kindly to tell me but I didn't listen.
Daisy Anon |
February 17, 2012 at 03:56 AM
This is the challenge I am fighting right now, ego. It is the most eye-opening, difficult task so far in my recovery. Not being the star, but simply a *supporting* actress.
Tricia C |
February 17, 2012 at 06:59 AM
I'm stealing this!
Ivan Toblog |
February 17, 2012 at 12:54 PM
Love this, a friend says "The war is over...stop fighting"
February 18, 2012 at 12:21 PM
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