In one of the morning meetings one of the wiser oldish timers in the meeting said “There is no neutral gear in a alcoholics recovery, if you’re not moving forward, then you’re in reverse” I find little these little analogies so inspiring as my mind has always found it harder to understand life without it being painted with a different brush.

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The road to sobriety, a winding, uphill climb,
No rest for weary travellers, no neutral state of time.
For in this battle won, the war forever rages,
One step towards the summit, the other disengages.

The crutch of drink discarded, a weapon laid aside,
But whispers in the shadows, temptations they confide.
A voice that calls familiar, of comforts warm embrace,
A siren song of relapse, our future to go to waste.

So press on, weary warrior, with purpose in your stride,
Each challenge overcome, a victory deep inside.
For progress, though it stumbles, is progress all the same,
One sober day a triumph, a flickering, sacred flame.

Let not the path discourage, the stumbles and the falls,
For even when you falter, a higher power calls.
Reach out for help and guidance, the strength that lifts you high,
There's solace in the struggle, beneath a healing sky.

Remember, there's no neutral, the gears are set to strive,
Move forward with conviction, and keep yourself alive.
For with each step you conquer, the past begins to fade,
And in the fight for freedom, a brighter light is made.