“God asks no man whether he will accept life. That is not the choice. You must take it. The only choice is how.” HENRY WARD BEECHER
The treatment process for just about every illness begins with attempts to discover and counteract a harmful organism, substance, deterioration, or malfunction that jeopardizes health or life. Then, once the initial crisis has passed, we may be motivated or even inspired to examine key areas of our life in the interest of continuing recovery and ultimate wellness. We do our best to make beneficial changes in our diet, work schedule, daily routine, and approach to stress. But what about our relationships? We all know how painful and debilitating it is to be in discordant, unhealthy, or truly toxic relationships. With each traumatic turn of events or unsettling confrontation we feel alternately guilty, fearful, disappointed, confused, and exhausted. This is not to suggest that we should automatically or ruthlessly eliminate toxic people from our life “in the interest of our health.” However, we would do well to take a close look at all of our relationships in order to determine which ones are building us up and which are tearing us down. We can then decide which to nurture, which to put on hold, and which to end.
THOUGHT FOR TODAY
Now, more than ever, I must carefully choose whom I allow into my life.
Dorian, J.S.. Above and Beyond: 365 Meditations for Transcending Chronic Pain and Illness . Central Recovery Press, LLC. Kindle Edition.
I have had some toxic relationships in my life before. It was very easy to stay stuck into blaming them for the way my life turned out. I got absolutely nowhere in recovery with that attitude. There was nothing I could do about changing them to be what I thought would be a better person. I learned that I could only change myself. I had to let go of the relationships and start making better choices. As I got healthier, my attraction to toxic relationships decrease. It became a by-product of recovery. Today, I have a very good relationship with my higher power and my husband.
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