Life Gets Better When I Accept It and Myself Exactly as We Are

The paradoxical magic of the power of acceptance

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Acceptance.Such a humble word, it’s easy to fly right over it.Unless you’re in a twelve-step recovery program like I am.In my early days of sex and love addiction recovery, I bounced in and out of denial all the time. After all, it’s not like I was an alcoholic or a user of illicit and dangerous street drugs. Or even someone who abused prescribed medications.I just, well, let’s say made up for lost time by having a second adolescence in my late thirties. When I was married and supposedly a mature grown-up. I clearly knew better, and yet could not stop.Oops, that’s the hallmark definition of an addiction. So. yes, that’s me.So when fellow addicts in my meetings kept referring to page 449 of the (of ) as if everyone knew what that was all about, rather than appear ignorant, I looked it up.Page 449 is the standard go-to . Written by a man known to the recovering world as Doctor, Alcoholic, Addict, it goes like this:

“Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I…