It doesn't matter how long I've been working the Steps or how many service positions I've held or how long I've been abstaining or how much physical recovery I have. Today, if I'm wanting to overeat, I need to call someone and talk about it. I need to say those humble, magic words I said when I first came to OA: "I need help." In this way, I admit to God, to myself and to another human being the exact nature of what's wrong with me today. When I stop denying the truth, it loses its power to destroy me."
How has your disease demonstrated to you that it's patiently doing push-ups? Are you willing to humbly ask for help when you need it? Do you feel compelled to deny that you still struggle from time to time?
Voices of Recovery: December 22, Pg. 357