
When wisdom and good judgement eludes me, the habits I have established in the protective rituals of the 12 Step recovery program save me. The habit of personal contact with my Sponsor(s) and other members of the support network helps expose the recurrence of my self-destructive thinking. The readings repeated at the beginning and ending of meetings provides necessary reminders to a mind so prone to forget the horror of my addiction and the empowerment of the collective. Meetings once seen as a chore become a welcome respite from the voices of self-hatred. The announcement that I am an alcoholic or addict when I begin to share reminds me of the hard-fought honesty I have secured as a member of AA. Getting up to take a token rather than receive it while sitting reminds me of the need for courage to claim this program as my own. It cannot be acquired passively. The protective rituals help me forge tools to build that archway of freedom and bolt my ass firmly in the midst of a saving refuge.
I am grateful for these and other protective rituals.

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