I refused to choose insanity

One afternoon years ago, I was standing in my bedroom, facing a decision that would change my life. At the time, I felt as though a line—like what we might call a laser beam today—was running through my room. It went from wall to wall, and I was standing on one side of it. If I crossed over to the other side of the line, I felt that complete insanity awaited me.

Even though I was living with some Christian Science church friends, and had been studying Christian Science for about a year, I believed I would never know what consistent sanity and peace were like. I was still seeing myself as having a compulsive addiction, being immoral, a pathological liar, and an over-spender. Also, I always had some kind of physical pain.

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