Try Different

by Rebecca A. Watson on February 6, 2015

in Art, habits, Recovery

I have a lot of sober penpals, and many of them stop drinking only to start back up again. It’s tough stuff, trying to quit drinking, but I maintain that it is tough stuff trying to change any addictive habit.

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Like Elle Driver in Kill Bill, old habits die hard.

This poem has always spoken to me, and I thought I would share it with you all. Because it isn’t about trying harder. It’s about trying different.

There’s a Hole in My Sidewalk
An Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
By Portia Nelson

Chapter One
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost …. I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter Two
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend that I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit … but, my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

Chapter Four
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

Chapter Five
I walk down another street.

Happy Friday! May this be the weekend you walk down a different street 🙂

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

SueW February 6, 2015 at 2:16 pm

So very happy to have finally figured out that I needed to walk around the hole!

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Rebecca A. Watson February 7, 2015 at 7:57 am

I’d venture to say you’ve started walking down a different street 😉 Yay you!

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Bridget February 6, 2015 at 3:11 pm

Great poem. It spoke to me also. Thank you for sharing it.

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Rebecca A. Watson February 7, 2015 at 7:57 am

Glad you liked it 🙂

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