I can’t control my recovery. I can’t force it to happen overnight (no matter how much I want to). I can’t make myself let go of all the painful and traumatic memories any faster, but I can remind myself that I’m a very willing participant in this process.

I have every reason to be hopeful and each day I get a little stronger and move closer toward being happy, healthy and stable. It’s unnecessary for me to map out a master plan for my recovery. It is only important to take each day as it comes.

I can make some choices that will help to speed up my progress: I can take better care of myself more consistently; I can put forth the effort every day to get better; I can rid my life of avoidable and learn better ways to cope with the I can’t banish; and I can continue taking my as directed.

I can’t control how other people will react or feel. I can’t please everyone all the time and I have to accept the fact that sometimes people may feel hurt over I set or things I say or do. I am not responsible for how they feel. First and foremost my duty is to myself, my , and my happiness.

I must stop expecting myself to be perfect. I’m human and will make mistakes. I must not beat myself up over my mistakes, but accept them as learning experiences and as as inevitable part of the adventure of living.