You are not the only one with this disease. You are not terminally unique. You are also not the only one who catches the flu or has to put up with difficult customers, parents, and children. You aren't the only one who has to wait in line. When I was sitting alone in a crowded bar, I thought I was the only one who was so lonely, ignored, and depressed. But in recovery rooms, I learned that there was a way to not feel so alone. In recovery rooms, I learned that there are millions just as sick and tired as I was and that they could recover. When I think I'm the only one who feels overwhelmed, victimized, or stressed, I remember that everyone has problems and that I might not trade mine for theirs.
Today I will remember that I am NOT so special or unique and I will be grateful for community support. If I am feeling unique, I will share what I am going through and follow G.O.D. (Good Orderly Direction).