As we say in AA, our disease is always out there in the parking lot doing push-ups.

Even after years of misery, significant self-destruction, and causing harm to others,
and even after being diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and starting in recovery, my mind continued to minimize the severity of my illness.

And, until I began working my recovery as if it was life or death (which it is), my mind sometimes convinced me that I wasn’t ill and could indulge in activities sure to send me into mania or depression. And back down the rabbit hole I would go.

As we say in AA, our disease is always out there in the parking lot doing push-ups.