The mystery of the vanishing pink cloud

In early recovery, I heard tell of a mystical pink cloud, appearing randomly around starry-eyed newcomers.  According to my sources, it shows up like puppy love, and envelopes the newly hopeful in a protective layer of "holy shit, life doesn't actually have to suck!" I didn't think it could happen to me.  And then it did.

Prayer, in short

I was not raised within the framework of a religion, apart from the Hallmark version of the Christian holidays.  So, when it came time for me to find a higher power of my own understanding and learn to pray, I struggled a bit. In meetings, I have always been impressed by those who could recite... Continue Reading →

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