"The affirmation that I was hurt, not broken, was the doorway to embracing Al-Anon."
I had so much hurt the morning I entered the rooms of Al-Anon. I seriously thought I was broken into shattered pieces from what I experienced the night before. Then, I heard the stories filled with strength and hope for a better present and future.
I left that meeting feeling like I had strength to go on. I wasn't alone after all, and I never am. That gives my soul comfort more than anything else.
Broken thinking is extreme. I still go there from time to time, though imprinted deep inside is the truth. Because of the stories I've listened to and having the openness and willingness to change, I now have tools to use at anytime I wish. Sometimes I just need to chisel away the b.s. and be honest about what is real.