Welcome, pull up a rock and stay a while. Don't mind the
kids, they don't bite.... well,... they do ... but they're not poisonous
yet so you needn't worry. My name is Mark and I am an Adult
Child of Alcoholism, which means that, through no fault
of my own, I was brought up in an abusive environment. I have found that,
myself included, Adult Children avoid recovery since it requires us to
talk and feel and hope; all contrary to our childhood lessons. We prefer
our comfortable misery to a risky leap at happiness, what if we miss? Luckily
the recovery process is much safer than we think and we only miss if we
choose to. It is my hope to make that clear here.
ACoA�Prayer
I put my hand in yours and together
we can do what we could never do alone.
No longer is there a sense of Hopelessness, no longer must we depend upon
our own unsteady willpower.
We are all together now, reaching out our hands for power and strength
greater than ours.
And as we join hands, we find love and understanding beyond our wildest
dreams.
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