Friendships

Friendship between Women:

A woman didn't come home one night. The next day she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best friends. None of them knew about it.

Friendship between Men:

A man didn't come home one night. The next day he told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's house. The woman called her husband's 10 best friends. Eight of them confirmed that he had slept over, and two claimed that he was still there.

I got this today from a friend. Once I got past the intial humor I got to thinking about it. This story is kind of like the old me and the new me. The old me was very much like the friendship between men. There were so many stories and lies that sometimes I wasn't sure what the truth was anymore. Lies had to be covered up with other lies and pretty soon my whole life was a lie. The new me understands the importance and the freedom of the truth. When I am being dishonest I am opening the door for my addiction to take hold. Like water freezing in a small crack and breaking concrete apart, my addiction only needs a small foothold to pull my back to the bottom. The other thing I have learned and am so grateful for is the freedom that comes with honesty. Good, bad or otherwise, when I am honest I don't have to look over my shoulder. I am no longer waiting to be found out. I can say it and let it go. That is an incredible freedom and a relief. I am eternally grateful to my higher power, my friends in the fellowship and the program for teaching me the beauty of honesty.