I used to think I had lots of friends; people who knew who I was. The truth was I had very few friendships and most of them were with people that today, in recovery, are considered off limits. It’s funny how delusional one can get when thinking about friends. I thought that these people really knew who I was. They only knew the lies I was telling them. Soon I couldn’t keep those straight and soon my house of cards came tumbling down around me. Where were my “friends”? Funny they were nowhere to be found. Today, however, because of recovery I have healthy relationships with both males and females. I’m not inappropriate with my female friends. I have the utmost respect for them and treat them like I would want to be treated. For the first time in my life I have healthy relationships with my male friends and do not fear them any longer. I’ve grown an inner confidence that only recovery could teach me. Now I have healthy relationships, not clouded in sexual intrigue, where I can live, love and laugh and hold my head high in self respect. Thank you Papa.