As an addict involved in the LDS Addiction Recovery Program, I had to dig deep to find and embrace my inner Mormon. What follows is my journal from this point forward.

Monday, July 23, 2012

Bitter words


They told me to be more tolerant. I became more tolerant.
They told me to be more understanding. I strived to understand.
They told me to be less judgmental. I worked to see them in a better light.
They told me to be more accepting. I accepted them in to my home and my life.
They told me to be more charitable. I gave them all I had to give,

my house,
my trust,
my possessions,
my heart.

I tried to be better for them.
I only became better for me.
For when I asked something of them,
When I asked them to repent,
They called me names:

intolerant,
judgmental,
rejecting,

They said I lacked charity and understanding.
They said I was hate.

The words they asked of me were sweet, I followed after them.
The same words to them were bitter.
They only served to hide their corruption.

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