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An AA thinks about what the Tenth Step says about love and tolerance
"Love me or hate me, but please do not tolerate me!" That was my war cry for most of my life. To be tolerated was as bad – or worse – than being dead.
Early sobriety did not change my top-of- or bottom-of-the-heap mind. But a sponsor with sage advice, made sense to me and opened the door of willingness. Not much—but enough—for me to accept the word tolerate.
I was told to practice tolerance when the speaker was boring: Practice tolerance by silently saying the serenity prayer or reading the banners or counting the floor tiles.
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