Bitcoin And Me A Life In Fiat Recovery

Instead of asking, why am I an alcoholic? I prefer to ask, how? As in, how did I become as hopeless as I once was and then how did I miraculously — slowly — progress to where I am today? What were the actions I took, the motivations for those actions, and the destructive patterns that arose and shaped the incentive structure for my reality? Most importantly, now that I am years into recovery and free of the bondage of active addiction, I constantly have to ask: What am I doing to continue to live freely in this new way? What will I do, what actions will I take, through service, self-care and human communion to continue on this more enlightened path?

I’ve stopped caring about why I became an alcoholic. The laundry list of causes looks the same for many of us. I started with family, genetics and some circumstances and all of that was just a roll of the dice. What’s important to me is how I reacted to all of that and how I continue to react to life today.

I was often motivated by fear before sobriety. Today, I have to be on alert for when a fearful story pops up in my head: “Some of the worst things in my life, never even happened.” — Mark Twain.

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