<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Step5 on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/step5/</link><description>Recent content in Step5 on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 25 Nov 2019 13:33:17 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/step5/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Step 5: Unburdening Ourselves and Finding a Path To Forgiveness</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2019/11/25/step-5-unburdening-ourselves-and-finding-a-path-to-forgiveness/</link><pubDate>Mon, 25 Nov 2019 13:33:17 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2019/11/25/step-5-unburdening-ourselves-and-finding-a-path-to-forgiveness/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Early in recovery (and as a recovering Catholic), this step reminded me of the Sacrament of Reconciliation, better known as Confession. In my younger years this meant going into a stall where there was a thin veil between me and a creepy old man who wanted me to admit all my failures in life. It was particularly important to discuss impure thoughts and impure actions. That’s right, sex fantasies and masterbasion. This was supposedly the only way to actually commune with God, through another human being, in a creepy space, talking about creepy things. Is it any wonder that I became agnostic?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>