On this platform I share it all. I share what I am going through; the things I am discovering about myself…good and bad. The happy, sad, mad and glad.
I am an open book so to speak. This feels like a safe place to do that.
Before I entered into recovery, even as a teenager I remember trying to speak my mind….on every occasion, whether it was wanted or not.
I had a need to be heard and a need to be right.
Today I am learning to listen. I am learning to listen before I jump in and interject with anything that I might THINK I know.
I am learning the value of where I am on my path and where another might be on theirs.
I am not in charge or here to judge another’s journey. I can do my best to learn from the others and then retreat back to my own business.
I think this is a form of kindness to myself and the other.