Let There Be Light

When I completed Step Five I realized I had spent much of my life in that space in my head where my dis-eased thinking was in charge. It was my “living” room. Until the Fifth Step, that living room was dark, so dark, in fact, that I couldn’t see what was in there or how things were arranged. I bumped into things, tripped over things, and was more often than not bruised, distressed and confused. Sometimes I would just howl and lash out at others.