I have a resentment. A resentment against a family member and it is eating me alive. I am not sure if the situation is real or perceived, nonetheless I have these feelings of anger and resentment toward this person … well, actually persons.
It doesn’t matter the situation or the particulars.
I don’t like conflict and I am more of a passive – aggressive type and we know this doesn’t do anybody any good.
What do they say about the alcoholic and resentments…. The big book states on page 66, “It is plain that a life which includes deep resentment leads only to futility and unhappiness. To the precise extent that we permit these, do we squander the hours that might have been worth while. But with the alcoholic, whose hope is the maintenance and growth of a spiritual experience, this business of resentment is infinitely grave. We found that it is fatal. For when harboring such feelings we shut ourselves off from the sunlight of the Spirit. The insanity of alcohol returns and we drink again. And with us, to drink is to die. If we were to live, we had to be free of anger. The grouch and the brainstorm were not for us. They may be the dubious luxury of normal men, but for alcoholics these things are poison.”
I know I need to put my big girl panties on and confront the situation, no matter how difficult that may be for me. For my sake and the sake of my sanity as well as the foundation of my family this must be dealt with…. maybe tomorrow.
I have been around recovery for many years …. I first got sober in 2007, with many relapses under my belt I have 4.5 years of continuous sobriety. Working the steps is important when you first get sober and continuing to not only work them but live them as you stay sober is just as important. When I first attempted to get sober living the steps, I did not do.
I recently made an amends that crept up in my mind a couple months ago. They say more will be reveled as you go through recovery and it is true. This was something I had not thought of in many years. It came to me while working steps 8 and 9 with a sponsee and then again as I helped a friend through a difficult situation at home. After a couple of months of struggling with this thought I knew I had to follow my heart and talk to my friend who I needed to make amends to. It was quick and easy as it was not a broken relationship as we were and are still friends. We talked and I realized even more how much this friend helped me through my dark times and I am forever grateful for her. She remembered clearly some of my craziness that I had no recollection of. I am sorry that I took her too far into my wrong doings.
It felt good to make this amends, even though like I said, it was something that eluded me for many years. I think Gods timing is good and things are reveled as they need to or are able to be dealt with.
Making amends is good for the soul!
We went to a concert the other night at a small outside venue. It was a great show. what I noticed though was the very long lines at every beer / wine stand. The world drinks and I don’t and sometimes that is a lonely place.
On the way out an older lady needed help out to the car, flanked on both sides by friends…. she was wasted. My thoughts went to several places. I felt pity for her, sad actually. I also felt a tinge of jealousy. She obviously had a lot more fun than I did at the show. While I enjoyed myself, it is hard for me to let loose under any circumstance.
When I was drinking I was fun, the life of the party. Sober, I don’t think I am as fun. I still get social anxiety with no drink or pill to calm it. But I didn’t always drink like other people drank and normal drinkers don’t obsess about the drink and where and when the next one is coming. Normals can sip the wine and make 1 glass last awhile, I couldn’t.
The more I thought about it, especially the next day, I was grateful to be sober. That drunk lady was probably pretty sick. I felt great and got to enjoy a wonderful day with my AA sponsorship family at the park.
No hangover for me.
Father’s Day is always now kind of bitter sweet. As I am scrolling thru Facebook I see all these happy faces of friends with their Fathers. I am grateful for my Daddy who was taken away from us too soon, 9 years ago at age 65. I had a wonderful Father who taught me so much about about living, loving, God and family. I was truly blessed with the Father that I had and I treasure the memories I have.
I also have a wonderful husband who is the Father of my children. I couldn’t ask for a better guy. He has some of the great qualities my own Father had and they were close.
I know my Dad in heaven is proud of us and our family. I just miss him so much. I have the sense that he is around in a spiritual way, but I do wish he was still on earth to impart his wisdom on us all and to see his children and grandchildren thrive as well as our family business. I wish he was alive to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
So I may be a little jealous of all the Father’s Day photos I see on Facebook. But I would not trade or change the Father I had for anything. I love you Daddy!
I have been getting a little out of my comfort zone lately. The biggest thing that I did was today, I was interviewed about my recovery story and my thoughts on addiction for a podcast. I have decided being totally anonymous really isn’t helping anyone. I do have this blog where I discuss my issues with addictions, but doing this podcast takes it to a whole new level. I was really nervous about doing this and sounding like a dork, but luckily I get to hear the final edit before it posts. I really hope it turned out well and that it will resinate with someone who listens. Being uncomfortable for a minute is worth it if it helps someone.
Turns out it wasn’t so bad doing it after we got started. It was just like talking to a friend. I did stumble some but hopefully that will be taken care of in editing. I am anxious to hear how it turned out and totally trusting my interviewer, Nick.
Nick has a great website called Open Discussion Movement and I think you should check it out at https://ODMovement.com. A lot of great stuff on addiction issues and he has a wide range of guests on his podcast with different experiences with addiction.
Getting out of your comfort zone every now and then feels good. It is definitely a growth experience. My sponsor told me just the other day how much I was growing and changing … and that my friend is a good thing.
I graduated from college in 1989 …. 30 years ago. It seems like a life time ago. I went to Ohio University in Athens Ohio and have very found memories of my time there. I was in a sorority and thanks to Facebook, they are planning a reunion in Chicago in September.
I would like to see some of the girls from the sorority and I am sure I could have some fun, but I am an alcoholic / addict and it looks like it is going to be a party time weekend. Why wouldn’t it be? Your average person doesn’t have a substance abuse problem. I don’t really want to disclose my personal business to this group of people, I am really not close to any of them at this time in my life. I think all I need to know about these “friends” I learn from Facebook.
One of the events is a mini pub crawl …. the Court Street Shuffle (going to all the bars for a drink in one night and there were many) is a staple OU activity. It doesn’t really sound like a fun way to spend an evening to this addict. I am pretty sure if I go I will either be miserable or I will drink, neither of which sound fun. So why am I so conflicted about this? I think I am feeling left out because I know I can’t do certain things. If this event were in Athens I could go up for a day, but going to Chicago is a commitment and I would be stuck. I know it is a choice … I can go or I can not go, up to me. I just know it is not in my best interest to put myself in that situation, but I don’t want to miss out – conflicted!
College and the sorority were some great times, I would love to be able to relive some of that with the girls I shared my life with for 3 – 4 years. But if I want to stay sober the answer is obvious and I don’t like it!
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
Its a good day to recognize those women who have mothered us and helped us grow. Our Mother’s, Mentors and Friends. I love my Mother so much, she is an awesome Mom. Sometimes I wish I could be more like her … spur of the moment, love of travel and of all things and very adventurous. She is a free spirit (and sometimes these traits drive me crazy). I on the other hand am more careful, conservative, a planner and a homebody …. more like my Dad I would say. My mom and I have a wonderful relationship, she is my biggest supporter. I don’t think though she understands my addiction issues and recovery very much and we rarely talk about it, but she is proud of me for getting sober and for the Mother that I am.
I love being a Mom. I am grateful to be the Mother of 2 wonderful young women. My girls have really turned out to be good people and I couldn’t be prouder of them. They are both on their way to becoming self sufficient adults. I feel like I have done my job in raising them. I miss having them around, but I have had to let them leave the nest and fly. It is different being a Mother to adult children. I sometimes miss those days when my kids were younger. I still worry about them, even though they are adults. I worry about that addiction gene, I pray they don’t have it. They like to have fun and drink, but don’t seem obsessive about it or to have that addictive personality …. yet. My girls seem well grounded and mostly responsible. I am grateful that my girls have a close relationship with my Mom (in fact my oldest daughter, Allie, is just like my Mom) and had a close relationship with my Grandma, their Great Grandma, who passes away only 4 years ago. We all live(d) in the same area and got to enjoy each other as family.
Life keeps going. I am so happy my girls were home to celebrate the Mother’s Day weekend with me and spend some time with my Mom. I do miss my Grandma, but she is definitely here always in spirit.
I am honored to have so many wonderful (older) women in my life who may not be my Mother, but who have helped shape and mold the person I am today. This is especially true of the women I know and love in recovery. I am a very lucky Girl, Daughter and Mother.
Today day is the day one of my sponsees hit the one year sober mark. My first one to do so and I couldn’t be happier. I have had 5 girls over time and 3 or maybe 2 that I am actively working with. I am so proud of this girl, she is doing the deal. She came in to AA and sobriety and never looked back. I wish I could have done it that way, but that wasn’t my journey.
One of my girls is actively drinking. She got her 30 days a couple of weeks ago and then a 24 hour token last week and is back in the bottle. I wish I could help those in active addiction more. I just want to shake her and tell her there is a better way to live. All I can do at this time is let her know that I am here for her when she is ready and pray for her and her son that is caught in her web of addiction. I feel so helpless and it is not a good feeling. As a sponsor, I feel a little bit like I have failed her even though I know it is her choice. I can’t make her drink and I can’t make her be sober.
My other girl is doing well. She had a relapse in September so she will be coming up on 9 months. She has had some challenges that we have worked through and I think she has finally found some peace in her situation.
But as for my 1 year girl … I get to give her a special 1 year token on Saturday at the big meeting. I hope I can find the words to do her justice. 1 year is a big deal.
I love being a sponsor even though it is challenging at times, I love helping others in the best way I can. Sometimes though I feel like how can I help them when sometimes I can’t even help myself. They keep me sober and honest with myself. I don’t want to fail them, I want to be the best example of sobriety that I can be.
So this happened this weekend …. my husband and I were bored and took a trip to the local animal shelter, the next day we brought our new 8 week old little boy puppy home. Crazy?, yes! But we couldn’t resist. We think his name will be Ollie. We have tried out several names and this is the one that seems to fit the best, at least so far.
Our current dog is getting on in years and we have been toying with the idea for awhile, but not seriously and we were wanting an older dog, not a puppy. Funny how things work out. Our older dog, Sadie, is not overly thrilled with this new addition. Hopefully in time she will grow to love him as we do. Right now she is totally trying to avoid him.
Spring/Summer will be the perfect time to get this puppy trained. I am not working and Steve is in between jobs and taking the summer off to really explore different opportunities and what he wants to do with the rest of his life. We are blessed that we have the means to let him do this and the chance to spend some fun time together.
It is a crazy world we live in …. you never know what is going to happen when you wake up in the morning.
Back on my beautiful back patio, chilling, listen to the birds sing and letting my mind wander some more. I am blessed with my family and friends and the life I have despite the obstacles of addiction and at times mental issues.
This past weekend we celebrated Easter. Both of my girls were home at the same time, the first since Christmas. I had not seen Kirsten, the Chicago daughter since then. It was so wonderful having a full house …. the two girls plus 1 boyfriend for a long weekend. It is different with adult children our relationship has changed to an adult relationship. Steve and I really enjoy our adult children, we had a lot of fun just hanging out with them and being together. We did the family Easter thing at my Moms house celebrating with my brothers and family … 14 of us in all. And though it was very loud and chaotic at times, it was still wonderful. I love having everyone together, the kids ages 2.5 to almost 24 enjoyed the Easter Egg Hunt, it was fun to watch the little ones and the big kids act like little ones.
Now it is Monday. Allie and Patrick are back to work in Columbus. We took Kirsten to the airport this morning for her flight back to Chicago and school and Steve left for an overnight business trip. I went from a full house to just me sitting at home alone contemplating life. I am back to having an earache and sore throat and sinus issues … which is making me more self aware that I am now alone and feeling a little sad. I miss having my kids around, but they are spreading their wings and I am proud of them. They are great kids or I should say they have turned out to be great people.
Really I should have nothing to complain about, I am truly blessed.