I always felt like I didn’t quite belong. In any group I was part of, I usually suspected other people were hanging out without me—and I was usually right. When I got into recovery … I still felt that way sometimes.

It took me a while to learn that I had to get comfortable with myself before I could belong in a group. I may not be there today, and that’s okay. What matters is being as honest, open-minded, and willing as I can right now.

Today, if I feel like I don’t belong at work, I won’t try to fix that feeling. I’ll ask my Higher Power for patience, and for help to see what I need to know right now about what it means to belong. I’ll practice being at home with myself and of service to those around me.