Even though...
- my parents weren't available to me, I can be.
- my parents couldn't admit that I had needs, I can.
- my parents were in denial, I don't have to be.
- my parents couldn't meet my needs, I am learning to.
- my parents couldn't say "I love you" when they were sober, I can admit my
love without being drunk.
- my parents used alcohol to hide their feelings, I can admit that I have
feelings, and I can let them in.
- my parents used alcohol to avoid listening to that still, small voice, I
can sit still and listen, even when I'm afraid of what I will hear.
- my parents didn't treat me as a real person, I am learning to recognize and
admit my own worth.
- my parents used alcohol to avoid change, I can be open to possibilities
without panic.
- I was raised in a home of denial, I don't live there any more.
I have needs, desires, and worth. I will shut off that phony smile or that
phony anger that has been used for so long to keep others away. I will open
my eyes and my ears to hear the world say "Hello!" I am learning that I can
sit quietly and listen and be afraid without losing my sobriety. I am learning
to say "I love you."
From Al-Anon ACA