control.

Day twelve will soon come to an end and I'm still riding the sober train. I'm proud of my progress and couldn't be happier with the results thus far. I lost so much during the last few years on drugs, but I know I'll regain all that I deserve. I don't know what tomorrow holds and I'm learning to make peace with that fact. I realize my frustration with others is because they don't act as I would in a given situation. With that realization comes the awareness that I try too often to control people and events. I simply cannot, however, control anything except me. My own actions and reactions. If I choose to love someone I must accept that they might not love me in return. Or they may not love me they way I want them to. But I should love them just the same. I also must stop wasting energy on people who don't deserve my energy. I spin my wheels trying to make friendships and relationships work, then become angry when things don't play out as I wanted them to. Silly me!