It’s already been said here very well, but acceptance is the point where recovery starts to happen.
I could not get sober on my own. I couldn’t get sober until I came to MA. And I couldn’t come to MA until I accepted two things: that I had a serious problem with marijuana, and that I couldn’t solve that problem on my own. Once I accepted those two things, I was given the humility and courage to come to MA, which is where and how I got sober.
Same thing applies to other problems: If I deny what the problem is, or deny its nature, or its severity, I am just cutting myself off from the humility I need to seek help. As long as I say “I got this,” or “Well, maybe it’ll change on its own,” I won’t do anything to change. Again, it starts with acceptance: that there is a problem, and that I can’t figure it out on my own.
And in the bigger picture, seems to me it goes like this: Life is what life is (terrible cliche, I know), so I can either resist and resent, or I can accept. With acceptance, at least I am starting from a point that’s based in reality. I can’t change my relationship with life until I first accept first what life is, and who I am, warts and all. Then I sort out my role in things, accept that it’s my role, and get the humility and courage to make different decisions, thereby getting different results.
All so simple, all so difficult! That’s why we need each other for help.