I did ok on the 12 steps right up until it mentions asking God (or some other universal representation) for help. I learned long ago that, if there is a deity or deities, we're just a petri dish s/he/their watching, and they refuse to intervene for fear of fucking up the experiment. At that point, I split off and went my own way. At that point, I knew my healing was in my own hands, and I alone would know what path I needed to get there. I'm back to square one on another issue from my childhood, but I'm working my way through that, although I still firmly believe that, were my middle sister to die tomorrow, not only would there earth keep spinning, it's inhabitants would be better off.
No announcement yet.
Still on the Warpath: Naiadknight's Battle Tome