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Thanks Risa, saving that one!
All things are possible with God.
Started SP 3/7/06 @ 245.4 lost some gained some.
Serenity Chapel www.angelfire.com/stars4/hevenlee2/S
I have seen this before and truly love it. It reminds me of the saying that while we are at a meeting our disease is in the parking lot doing pushups... We must be ever vigilant and not let it win
love and peace, Ann
One day at a time!
Inch by inch its a cinch! Yard by yard, very hard!!
all time high...337lbs Mar. '07 291
Jul07 268 (joined SP)
August 07 250
June 08 198
Jan 09 179
Feb 09 175
Nov 09 157
WW lifetime 157 lbs
I am but one, but I am one;
I can't do everything ,
but I can do SOMETHING;
What I can do, I ought to do,
What I ought to do, God helping me, I
Very powerful! Thanks for sharing.
This deserves to be kept for rereading...thank you.
The only real failure is quitting!
It doesn't matter how many times you begin again. It only matters that you begin again.
"Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat."
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
"Do not fear mistakes, there are none."
– Miles Davis
"I have not failed, I have just found 10,000 ways that don't work."
Awesome poem! Thanks for sharing that with us.
Smoke-Free one day at a time since 02/09/08
"Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist, but in the ability to start over." ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Here is a powerful poem with a powerful message about our disease. Honestly, when I read it, it gave me shivers.
I am Your Disease
I hate meetings.
I hate your higher power.
I hate anyone who has a program.
To all who come in contact with me,
I wish you suffering and death.
Allow me to introduce myself...
I am the disease of addiction.
Alcoholism, drugs and eating disorders.
I am cunning, baffling and powerful. Thats me!
I've killed millions and enjoyed doing it.
I love to catch you by surprise.
I love pretending I'm your friend and lover.
I've given you comfort.
Wasn't I there when you were lonely?
When you wanted to die, didn't you call on me?
I love to make you hurt.
I love to make you cry. Better yet...
I love it when I make you so numb,
You can't hurt and you can't cry.
You feel nothing at all.
I give you instant gratification.
All I ask for in return is long term suffering.
I've always been there for you.
When things were going right, you invited me back.
You said you didn't deserve to be happy.
I agreed with you.
Together we were able to destroy your life.
People don't take me seriously.
They take strokes seriously.
They take heart attacks seriously.
Even diabetes, they take seriously.
Yet, without my help, these things wouldn't be possible.
I'm such a hated disease, yet I don't come uninvited.
You choose to have me.
Many have chosen me, instead of love and peace.
I hate all of you who work a 12step program.
Your program, your meetings, and your higher power weaken me.
I can't function in the manner I am accustomed to.
I am your disease.
For now I must lie here quietly.
You don't see me, but I'm growing more powerful everyday.
When you settle for mere existence, I thrive.
When you feel fully alive, I weaken.
But I'm always here waiting for you.
Until we meet again,
I wish you continued suffering and death.
Edited by: ABQUEST at: 9/29/2008 (22:02)