In recovery we often become sheriffs dealing with outlaws in the dusty Wild West: “There’s only room for one of us in this town…” To make the analogy fit, the outlaw (i.e. the child within) must lack weapons, strength, or skill. Whenever he tangles with the sheriff (i.e. the fellowships) he always loses and gets booted out of town (i.e. the needs of the dysfunctioning majority win, and our needs get neglected).
What then happens is when we the outlaw, if we don’t die some destructive death, leaves town (i.e. buries our needs in our unconscious) and goes to find another weaker fellowship in which we declare ourself sheriff (i.e. starts our own group, often with exploitable people of our own).
Thus the system perpetuates itself…unless its members find some way to heal.
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In recovery we often become sheriffs dealing with outlaws in the dusty Wild West
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