Alcoholism Support Group
Alcoholism is the continued consumption of alcoholic beverages, even when it is negatively affecting your health, work, relationships and life. If you think alcohol is causing you to lose control, it's time to seek help. Our group is a safe place to vent, check in, get back up if you fall, and reach sobriety.
You have to work your sponsor. If they wont work get another one.
I never had to have permission to go to the liqour store -- I just went. Liquor never poured itself down my throat; I did it. I heard a story about a crack addict who drove 1 hour across town in a blizzard to get one hit of crack. When she finally got to the dope house, the dope house sat on a hill. The driveway was covered with ice. She said, she crawled up the yard to get to the front door for a 20 dollar rock. When she got to the front door and knocked, the dope dealer answered the door. He asked, what do you want in this weather. She replied, you know what the Hell I want!! She went on to say that she realized the length that she would go to in order to get a 20 dollar rock that was killing her; how far would she go in order to save her life.
Somewhere -- you get to where you stop balking and you do the deal, becuase you wanna live more than you wanna die.
Liqour stores used to make me feel comfortable.
I used to feel right at home in roach infested motel rooms while I was smoking crack.
I liked smelling like alcohol and shit because I wanted to get high more than I did taking a bath.
I would rather drink than take my insulin.
Used to rush my kids out of the house in the morning so that I could have a drink. I would rather do that, than cook them breakfast and make sure that they were loved enough in the morning to make it through thier day.
The alarm clock in my body went off at 10:00 a.m. The liqour stores would open at that time of day.
I got 50.00 a week for playing three or four songs at church. I could not wait till churchwas over -- I wanted to go to the bootleg and buy some white lightning.
Getting in the middle of the program is what I do -- people in the rooms remind me of what I just wrote. I have a hard time remembering what it used to be like.
Life is grand becuase we have a solution to our problem with alcohol. It works my friend, but you have to work it.
Now I know -- that "I" have changed.
Something tells me that you have some "changing" to do.
When I was a kid. My Mom used to can stuff. Peach preserves; Green beans and potatoes; Chow-chow. I hated that stuff -- I thought it was all shit until I got hungry! Now come here..... When I was almost dead, and had had enough. My sponsor had me go back to that old meeting place that I had left. I cried that whole meeting becuase I realized that what they were telling me was true. I came back into the rooms hungry for what they had. I was glad to eat that canned shit they had tried to feed me before!
I am arrogant too. I finally got a good picture of it in my 4th and 5th step. Those are the behaviors that get me drunk. Self-centered, selfish behaviors are what I do. Those things are not running my life today.
Forget all about that stuff running around in your head. You are thinking too much. Spend your effort on working the steps, and cleaning house. Listening, and not knowing too much. Practice "honesty", "openmindedness", and "willingness".
I was welcomed by them too at first, but I would still sit farther in the back and the women were mostly up near the front, so I wonder now if I looked stuck up so they didn't come over to me, or if I looked like I just wanted to be left alone. I don't know.
I remember thinking that a few of the gals were cliquish (word?...spelling?) because they just talked amongst themselves leaving me with the men to talk to. Nothing wrong with the men, but I felt left out from the women. I FELT...didn't mean it was real.
So one day after the meeting, I walked up to my sponsor and started talking with her. One of the women was sitting by her, and as soon as I started chatting with my sponsor she chimmed in, and I was so shocked to find out that she was in fact a very warm, kind, friendly, concerned woman. I had her pegged all wrong, and I was ashamed of myself for the way I judged her. She talked to me like she just loved me and how I was doing, and she did love me and she was truly concerned about how I was doing!
So see we must not assume, because we could be missing out and cheating ourselves!
I never had a f2f sponsor call me. It is left to us as mentioned her. I understand that now...we have to show our willingness as mentioned here...that we are ready to do the work. All we have to do in the beginning is pick up that phone and get the ball rolling. It's hard, but has to be done...then it gets easier!(o;
Hopefully someone in your area will be able to direct you to such a meeting. Unfortunately I cannot help - I am in another country but you can call your local AA helpline.
One word about sponsorship - it is up to the sponsee to set the pace of recovery. Your sponsor is there as your guide, available to you. You need to do the work, including most of the phone calls.
Have you not had a chat with your sponsor about the way forward and what you both expect? Having this discussion and setting a few ground rules between you can make the journey ahead much smoother.
Painful as it is, you are better off getting the truth earlier than later.