DPHW 12 Step Program

1. We admitted we were powerless over when the Dr. Phil's Housewives episodes aired — that our lives had become unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves (Dr. Phil) could restore us/them to sanity.
3. Made a decision to turn our T.V's, DVR's and Tuesdays over to the care of Dr. Phil as we understood Him.
4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ALL of the housewives.
5. Admitted to facebook friends, to ourselves, and on other social websites the exact nature of each housewive's wrongs.
6. Were never ready to have Dr. Phil remove ALL these defects of character from the housewives. (Once they are all fixed . . . the show is over)
7. Humbly (or not so humbly) give our advice to the ladies via blogs, posts, website comments, etc.
8. Made a list of all persons that disagree with us, and became willing to "un-friend" them all.
9. Made direct amends to such people (who eventually came to their senses and agreed with me) wherever possible, except when to do so would be to admit I was wrong. (cuz I wasn't)
10. Continued to take personal inventory of the housewives and when they were wrong, promptly post about it.
11. Sought through T.V. Guide and Google to improve our theraputic skills via contact with the Dr. Phil show and the housewives as we understood them, praying only for the chance to express our own opinions and the forums for which to do so.
12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we continue to try to carry this message to other Dr. Phil's Housewives Addicts, and to practice these principles in all our affairs

The First Step is Admitting That You Have a Problem ...

Hi. My name is Sandie and I am a Dr. Phil's Housewives addict.
(Audience: "Hi Sandie")

It all started when I saw the first episode. I've heard it said that "it only takes one time." But I didn't believe it. I thought I could just watch casually. Oh how wrong I was.

At first it was just for fun, and something to do. Then I started looking forward to each episode with such anticipation. Suddenly, I couldn't get enough! Each Tuesday at 2:45, I'd turn the t.v. on and wait . . . giddy, like a child who could hear the ice cream truck from a block away. I'd count the minutes. Then when the show started, I'd curse the commercials. The high was beyond my comprehension! I'd turn off the ringer on my phone from 3:00 - 4:00 and wouldn't even answer it if my Mother called. The minutes flew by like micro seconds, and then . . . the hour was over. Oh how I craved Tuesday afternoons!

My DVR was full. My Husband wanted me to record OTHER shows, but I'd pretend to forget just so I wouldn't lose any episodes of the Housewives. (the shame).

My addiction became apparent when the housewives went on break for the full month of December. Each Tuesday between 3 & 4, I felt as if I'd lost my best friend.

When January came I was SO excited. Finally, the advertisings promised their return on January 11th. That day, I turned the t.v. on and waited. My palms were sweaty, my phone was shut off. 3:00 came and . . . "WHAT!?! WHERE ARE THE HOUSEWIVES?!?!" I yelled at the t.v., I paced the house! I checked the internet! "WHERE ARE THE HOUSEWIVES!?!?" I "liked" them on facebook, but it wasn't enough!

Now today, hungover and coming down from their live show yesterday, I once again anticipate next Tuesday.

I am an addict!