I’m flooded with memories and realizations of my past. I do feel the sense of missing out when I hear laughter or sense genuine bonding happening over drinks, especially as the pandemic has moved me to become more isolated. If I see young people in public going from bar to bar talking loudly, not paying attention to personal space, I wince knowing that was once me. I feel grateful to no longer feel as much of a draw towards thinking about the next time I can get drunk or find weed. I’m over six years into recovery and have been swamped with contradictory feelings. Program was established just in time to be available to save this broken spirit and turn me into the person that I am today as I override my ego and simply live by the dictates of my conscience. These things take time and they do not happen overnight, but I could not let that stop me from beginning this new journey and giving me a purpose for living. It doesn’t go into detail about how to meet these noble goals of how to be a good husband, father, friend… so I had to learn from other experienced sources about the details of these issues and go about reprogramming my inner self to incorporate all these components of right living. program was there when I was ready to throw in the towel and it helped me to recognize all of these changes. I came to understand how my ego had taken over all my mental properties and I had to let my conscience slowly regain control of my virtues. I found it helpful to revisit the spirit of the things that I learned as a child in church, school, and in the Boy Scouts… and apply them where the selfish and dishonest habits had ruled my life. I had to question my motives for everything I did and assure that I stayed on the unselfish side of the ledger. I had to become an asset and not a liability. I had to relearn how to be a husband, a father, a brother, a friend, an employee, a neighbor, a partner and a citizen. I feel fortunate that from that very first day I have not been in denial about my condition and have embraced what I recognized to be the solution to my disease and the pathway to a future of the contentment that I enjoy today as the result of that thoroughness that I have applied to every facet of my life. The obsession to drink has never showed its face again but had I not recognized the reason that drinking seemed to work in the early days and the mental and emotional problems would be exposed when I stopped drinking and would need to be addressed if I was ever going to be at peace with myself and with the world around me. I was finally ready and from that day on over 53 years ago, I have never wanted a drink since. By some miracle, I woke up one morning and with no other options I desperately called A. I burned so many bridges that finally I had no place to turn. I failed at marriage, jobs, friendships, parenthood and trust with just about every one that knew me. My tolerance for alcohol started to dissipate and the heavy drinking became an obvious problem. My mental and emotional troubles started surfacing long before I ever started drinking and I now realize that the drinking masked most of my mental and emotional difficulties for a long time. With time comes understanding and once I got beyond the initial stages of recovery it became clear to me that alcohol did not cause my problems, although it eventually became a problem. The reality is that not everyone gets it on their very first attempt. That, I believe, is the difference in the degrees of success that we have when it comes to abstaining from alcohol. “Desperation” has been the great motivator for me in the thoroughness I have applied since the day I surrendered and came to Alcoholics Anonymous searching for solutions to my out of control drinking problem. Today, with help, will be a lifetime of tomorrows. Today, with help, just for today, I won’t pick up. Today, with help, I choose to stay sober. Today, with help, I see My Line, not yours Still today I cannot help but cross The Line… My Line, not yours, is waiting, calling meĬome to It I must…It calls to me, calls to me…Ĭan I survive It, this Bottom, this time? Fueled by Ego, driven by Fear, tempered by Drink,
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