In many ways, my dear Addict friends, this rule of True Love, which is, simply, "choose hope," seems so laughably obvious that it hardly bears repeating, let alone reflective exploration.

And yet… how many times have I (consciously or not) chosen to do the opposite: to stay mired in doubts about my capabilities, my fundamental goodness, my character, my prospects, and about any other shred of good for myself, projected way into my past and my future?

Most people out on the street, if I may be so blunt, contain more hopelessness than they do hope. They aren’t thinking about the existence or the limitless power of True Love for good -- let alone wondering how they might harness some of that limitlessness in their own lives.

I know that, my dear Addict friends, even though I do not consider myself to be one those people. Instead, most people choose (whether consciously or not) to stay stuck. They stay stuck because even thought they might have admitted to themselves that they are unhappy and they want better, in some aspect of their lives, they can see only doubt, and feel only guilt, shame, and the resulting hopelessness about anything ever changing for the better.

It’s funny, but over the past few days, I have had far, far fewer sad or angry doubts and fears, or even hopes, about the prospect of some massive good fortune showing up on my doorstep with True Love written all over it. It may, or it may never. Either way, I have a heart positively brimming with True Love. And, as a part (an inalienable part) of that True Love, my heart is also brimming over with hope for lots more True Love coming into my life.

I have this hope, because I have hope for days for my relationship with True Love itself. And that hope for True Love is the furthest thing from blind faith, or even untested waters. This is the kind of True Faith that only comes with the EXPERIENCE of True Love. Of which I have had many, over the course of my recovery. (Recovery being, of course, a grand existential process of learning how to love yourself and others!)

Choose hope? As if there was any alternative, my dear Addict friends!

I see your hope, and I dare to raise it to a new level of limitlessness. I dare to hope that yet more experiences of True Love will make themselves known, and felt, and yes, official, in the ways that matter most to me, in the not-too-distant future. Because I don’t believe I have to do penance, or wait in a dark, chilly room for upwards of a year, in order to prove myself soberly worthy of this kind of love and good fortune. I choose to have hope that True Love is actually within arms’ reach, and that the only thing I need to do, in order to grab a hold of it, is to let go of my other lover. The fake, delusional kind...

Hopelessness.

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