The material presented
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to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
Like growing up in any type of home, we develop patterns. Patterns of thinking, doing and reacting. The Al-anon program has allowed me to work on breaking some of those patterns. Through my sharing and service work, I have been able to gain the confidence and self-esteem that I always wanted. However, I am finding that I am only able to break these patterns and be the real me around new people I encounter because they are truly meeting the real me and not the damaged me putting on a persona. I havnt been able to grandfather my mentality to my current friends.
When they met me, they met me as the damaged me. I was sad, angry, confused, depressed, under the spell of the alcoholic. I had no confidence in myself and my abilities. My self-worth was non-existent. I never showed a large amount of confidence or assertiveness. I didnt come from a successful family , a connected family or even a hopeful family. I came from an alcoholic family. A hopeless family. An angry and defeated family. I was set to embark on the 4th generation. Nothing much was ever expected of me from the world, or myself. This was especially true when it came to women. I deemed myself unworthy of a loving partner and relationship. I didnt want to bring another person into the grand mess that was me and my life at the time. I didnt know how to talk to women. I never learned to date. Life growing up was about preserving my sanity and surviving, not dating and having fun like it was for so many others.
Then I found this program. Since then, I went back to school. Got a well-paying job that allows me to be independant. I have spoken and told my story in front of small crowds of about 30 people. This program has worked for me. I was able to break those patterns in certain areas of my life. I cant seem to do it around certain people. When I am around my friends, its as though I morph back into the meek, sad, and low-confidence person I was of years past. As if my mind then knows its role around certain people and as though I am afraid to change around them out of fear that I will fail. It is expected that I am to fail. Thats what my family history and previous circumstances dictated.
When Im on the train, I speak with people all the time. I walk right up and introduce myself. At Al-Anon meetings, I am able to walk right up to people and introduce myself and people do the same. In the working world, I cold call higher ups in my company just to chat. They are very receptive. But when I am around this group of friends, I have a hard time walking up to women and saying hi and talking to people. Its also almost as if they dont bother to introduce me to any because I give off some vibe that I am not interested. I am a confident guy as outlined by all the things I just outlined but they dont get to see this guy. The REAL me.
You are not finished practicing Jim...I know what you mean cause that was part my journey also. My sponsorship taught me to look, listen and practice with new perspectives and without fear. My early sponsor taught me about the difference between "I can't" and "I won't" often times it was about I won't and those times were about fear of the consequences and FEAR I learned was about False Evidence Appearing Real...the evidence was in my head only and appeared real and wasn't. I was able to become congruent (I just love that term) which I was taught consistently me from head to toe...the "You get what you see" person. Mostly my family was thrown off and then that was okay with me...When they had questions I gave them short information and left it up to them what they would accept or not....Sometimes where they were being self centered and asked me questions I answered with a question..."If I tell you what are you going to do with the information"? That sounds kinda smartassed and then I genuinely wanted to know if they were being genuine also. I stopped letting others including my family try to get me to qualify my self for their gathering. It was over. One of the people who was glad for what the program did for me was my mother and to another degree my alcoholic step-father. I became real and not cryptic and open and a part of their healing. The program gave my mother the son she always wanted and she was grateful. My present wife and I did some very helpful healing program things with them.
I cheer "Break Patterns"!!! when old patterns don't work...don't do something new for something new sake...look back to the tap root of who you were back then the good person and dig that stuff up and brush it off and take a hard look at it again. So much of what I relearned I had buried in the past as the disease was relentless in getting me to make reactive change that didn't work.
This thread reminds me of 'Tommy' by the Who, the boy that could sure play the mean pinball!
I Just met an old friend in town, someone with which I shared a lot of my addictive life with. We haven't seen each other in years and she's just asked me to stay in touch but It feels awkward. Part of me can see how I could easily revert back to being that 'deaf dumb and blind boy Tommy' the unconfident pleasing helper, and part of me which remembers the betrayals, wants to reach for the mean pinball machine and fly away and seek new more healthier friends.
This is where I am now, wanting to break free
I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self satisfied, I don't need you I've got to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free
edited to add Queen lyrics
-- Edited by aprilla on Thursday 1st of November 2012 12:55:55 PM
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since i found out babe ruth struck out 1,330 times, i've been feeling lots better!!