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A word of hope. I have said I DON"T BELIEVE It too many times when Standing in the Surprise of Really? Alcohol Again? on the other hand, I have also said, I Don't believe it when I have felt the complete serenity of the steps and program. The good news? We're powerless over alcohol But we're also powerless over the positive effects of recovery. Hope you go to face to face. What we Don't Admit on Step 1 is JUST as important as what we Do admit. We Don't Admit we're failures, idiots, or anything of the like. We are Powerless over alcohol period and the confusing effects it has on our Thinking !! much serenity to you !! These are just Some of the Common problems and scenarios of any or all of us living with the Effects of the Disease ..
it helps me to remember .. it's a Thinking disease. It effects me Too ..
-- Edited by MeTwo2 on Sunday 16th of June 2013 01:31:55 PM
The level of denial I have been in over the years staggers my mind. When it comes to the keen alcoholic mind the level of denial is even deeper. If they think it true it must be. Cunning, baffling and powerful. Hugs p :)
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Stepping onto a brand-new path is difficult, but not more difficult than remaining in a situation, which is not nurturing to the whole woman.- Maya Angelo
Memorize some recovery...isms. Thay cannot do it without your permission and participation. Keep the awareness about when you are permitting it and participating and use the inner scream at yourself "STOP!!" with a calm smile on your face. Say your changes calmly and out loud and with respect (say what you mean...mean what you say...don't say it mean), like "I don't, won't, will not, do that again" and then turn away....Keep it simple...the power is in keeping it simple. Don't JADE (justify, argue, discuss or explain) you don't have to convince anyone else of the rightness of your choices. They don't have to like it...they have to accept it.
Flex your Al-Anon program Jen...Flex. ((((hugs))))
-- Edited by Jerry F on Sunday 16th of June 2013 05:01:16 PM
Stupid isn't even in the space of who you are. This is the disease of alcoholism and it keeps us in shame. If we stay in shame, we stay sick. I like what Cathy said
Naaaaah you are just smelling his deoderant...I loved it when he told me he had not drank in 6 mo. hmm that would explain the dui he just got a month before....sheesh.
sad as they actually believe their own lies. hugs, oh mine is a sucker sign, it is always on, that is how I end up with an eden of animals! love,debilyn
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Putting HP first, always <(*@*)>
"It's not so much being loved for ourselves, but more for being loved in spite of ourselves."
It became important for me to detach and to acknowledge that it how I see things which is proper. When I reached the point where I could say that "I now know...and I know that I know" I realized my alcoholic/addict felt lost and abandoned. I was no longer enabling and I was no longer repeating steps of the past which helped her to continue using and drinking and me getting sicker because of it. Program works when you work it. ((((hugs))))
It is amazing what they come up with. They always turn it around that it is our fault not theirs. Incredible. I need to work harder at detaching and go to more meetings.
I once knew a man who was a self-admitted alcoholic although not when he first met me. He was about 65 when we met. He would come to things that our organization sponsored. Sometimes, he came in so drunk that he was drooling. I'd say, "W..., you're drunk. You'll need to go home and come back when you're sober." He'd put up a finger and say, "One beer. I just had one beer." "Not true, W....," I'd say. He'd put up two fingers. "Okay! You're right. Two beers. I had two beers." I'd send him home. Well, sometimes, I'd walk him home. Sometimes, I'd pick him up from the sidewalk before somebody stole his wallet or beat him up, and try to drag him home. This went on for about two years. He'd come in drunk. I'd send him home.
One night, he came for a special party. He'd been drinking. He sat in what he called, "My chair." I did the usual. This time, he didn't try to convince me that he'd only had 1 beer or 2. He stumbled on home. A few days later, he came in to the office. He sat down in his chair. He said, "What a fool I am. I'm going to stop drinking." He admitted himself to a treatment center. Then, he attended AA from then on. He stayed sober until he died of a heart attack during a heat wave from which he couldn't get relief.
We'd had a discussion a few months before he died. I asked him what type of tree he would want to be. He told me an oak because an oak was tall and strong and gave shade and that's what he wanted to be. To me, he was that oak because he was tall in admitting that he had a problem, strong in facing it and gave shade in that he always helped people who came to visit at our place no matter who they were to feel at home and wanted as they were. He was a WWII vet. He was buried as a soldier in cemetery for veterans. We did his memorial service and then carried his ashes to the plot where his ashes were to be buried. Imagine my surprise when I saw that his ashes' final resting place would be under a beautiful oak tree - a plot he didn't get to choose.
The message of his life for me was this: No matter how long someone drinks. No matter how old they are. No matter how deep in denial they are. There is hope that one day they will become like a beautiful oak tree, tall, strong and giving shade.
-- Edited by grateful2be on Monday 17th of June 2013 08:10:11 PM
I hope I don't offend anyone here, but this posting made me laugh. When I smell the beer on my husband, see his dazed and confused dumb face, he says "Debbie, I didn't have anything to drink, its my gum!" Heineken gum - who would have thought?????