I was thinking about something that I had gone through before in early recovery and still experience here and there. It's fear. Fear of failing and slipping, fear of the unknown, fear of something just around the corner that will cause me to throw up my hands and say what the heck.
FEAR
False
Evidence
Appearing
Real
When I remember to look at that word from this perspective, I feel somewhat at ease. I realize I shouldn't worry about the next couple of hours in my life or if I will slip up this coming weekend cause it's just not there yet. It FEELS real, yet it's not real.
Don't let FEAR wiggle too deep into your thoughts today, friends.
