Felt Good about finally finding the match to one a my socks that's been hanging over the top of the tv for 2 months, because part of my program is realizing that part of my disease is realizing, through my higher power that I am powerless over thoughts of having a messy and unorganized sock drawer and that I need to apply my program by keeping my socks organized, in a dresser drawer, so I can find them when I need them and that way I won't go back to my past and use drugs or enjoy sex, and have a messy, unorganized sock drawer and or tv(ha ha).
I felt proud and accomplished when I matched those socks together and I gave myself credit. I love myself, even though I am powerless over thoughts that my host-mom looks fun-to-fuck-hot.
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