reflecting on myself here...i've got to get myself into recovery about giving advice. especially unsolicited advice. yikes. i feel old as the hills and like i've lived a million lives and all this crap in my heart and head that i want to share out of trying to help...but, geez wheezer, i've gotta stop it.
it's becoming obvious to me--with nudges (or shoves) from my sponsor and therapist--that giving advice is yet another way to distance myself from others. still wrapping my head around that one. well, it wrapped itself, but it doesn't stick, darn it!
if i continue to slip, feel free to ignore or totally not read any advice from one scoot who doesn't always know the way and needs to remain open to others.
(there. see, i shared my dirty little secret with ya'll)