This was one of the first things my sponsor asked me almost 6 years ago in early sobriety. I was notorious for calling people out on their BS. I was the fact checker, the know it all, the one who was above the rest (or so I wanted to believe).
This approach to life was one of my many armors. It was a sure fire way to make myself temporarily feel superior, while also pushing anyone close away. I could self sabotage + feel righteous. But I was suffering + didn’t know how to stop the vicious cycle.
I catch myself sometimes these days, falling into that old thinking mindset. But then I remember those words, and I ask myself, “wait, do I really want to be right? Or would I rather just be happy?” And usually my armor falls away, I remember my place, and I continue on my path of choosing happiness.
Tell me, are you struggling today with your old armor? Do you always have to be “right?” What would happen if you surrendered + let the happy in?
