Sometimes I forget who I am.

Sometimes I forget who I am. Sometimes I forget what I do. Sometimes I don't realize my connection with others. Recently I had someone approach me at a gas station, stick their hand out to shake mine and continue to introduce themselves. A man who had heard me speak about my journey into recovery. He proceeded to tell me how he was doing, that he has been clean for 3 months. We talked about his goals, but more importantly I asked how he was dealing with himself and the world. I am always surprised when this happens as I get busy with myself and my life I forget sometimes about others and the struggles they are involved in. If you know someone who is going through a personal struggle, take a minute and ask them how they are doing. They need that, they need recognized, they need others to acknowledge and sometimes feel proud of what they are doing.

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