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.
I live in an area that has a high rate of addiction. Almost at any time I can go out and see the results of addiction. Sometimes it's depressing. i get in a mood where I need some help staying afloat, and sometimes this is all I see. I know some of the people. I don't look down on them. I understand that I could be where they are. When I talk to them they mostly talk very negative about everything. There in a spot of hoplessness. In the past I have done foolish things trying to help some. I put everything in jepardy. I have told myself that I would not do that again. Sometimes that job is better left to more experienced people. I talked with a couple yesterday. One lady was prostituting on the corner. She's had a leg amputated. These people are only existing. Being with them just makes me see how dead they are. It scares me to, because I know I could easily be there. after a couple of minutes of talking to her and a few others, I had to get away. The coversation content was just too much for me. So much hoplessness, uselessness, and utter lack of hope. And to think that at times I still want to use the things that will put you there. Makes me really realize how powerful this disease of addiction is. Perhaps I'm lucky to live where I do. To have the constant reminders of where I can be. I think that all this has made me realize, I need, want a meeting. Thank. James
It is sad. My two local 7 Elevens have pretty much a regular crowd of "beggars". There was this one man I grew particularly fond of because he didn't beg. Always said hi and how are you. I'd buy him food sometimes: hotdog, soda, chips No biggy. Give him a few bucks now and then. Haven't seen him in a while. Found out recently he moved on to a different 7 Eleven. Kinda made me chuckle. Guess I was too cheap. Once in a blue moon I'll give one of 'em a beer or two. Sometimes I let them come in and I'll fix a hot meal. That stopped when my boyfriend was absolutely furious that I was risking my life. I never really felt threatened by the people I let in. Then a bar buddy pointed out that they could be carrying lice and who knows what else. Well that did it for me for inviting them in my place.
I guess I'm telling you this because it is so sad and I, too, very well could end up like one of "them" if I let the madness continue and I would hope that someone, just one someone would show a little kindness to me despite what I'd become.
btw: I gave up bars and all of my bar buddies a year ago. Don't miss a single one of them and they aren't knocking on my door for my company.
Anyway, it is sad, James. It's really sad. I have this fantasy of having a gourmet soup kitchen. Perhaps some day.
I feel so fortunate when i read this post-
And you know what there really fortunate they dont live in Afghanistan ,Or zimbabwe-
We can choose what we want we have that freedom-
Some dont even have that-
So I believe it is by the God's grace we truck along!!