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| Member | Lost on the virtual Highway...again.
Okay...I like bikers....Harley guys and their road momma's and those cutie Ruff Riders...so maybe THIS is a better forum for me. Ah-hem...about me.... lilbit...SmartAzz, certified. Bikes owned: Suzuki dirt bike from the seventies....heavy as hell...but still got air with it. Honda 750 CB...duck tape seat. Ex got THAT bike. Honda 919...selling point to me...well.. in a biker mag it stated "even a poooosy can ride this." SOLD. My ex got that one too....HE loves bikes more than me...can understand. So...Hi ya'll and keep up the iron horse hellraisning...But STAY SOBER! I never rode when drunk. I had a hell of a time just not killing myself without booze involved. Big Love! The Bitz |
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| Guest Join Date: May 2006 Location: Fremont, NE
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Welcome, back to the curb and stay awhile, good folk here givin up great amounts experience strength and hope. I ride a Staged '01 FLSTF. Sober now for 10 years by God's infinite grace and love and the program of Alcoholics Anonymous an folk just like you. So stick around and enjoy. We talk the talk and walk the walk.
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| Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: The beautiful mountains of Kentucky
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Glad you're here Bitz! Hang for a while and share some ESH with us!! We're a good group of folk here if I do say so myself! I rode a Yamaha 650 basket case for a while and now I'm on a Honda PC 800....so comfy and fun!!!!!
__________________ Kym P. Keeping it Simple Life is too short for drama & petty things, so kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly. |
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| Casual Hero and Raconteur Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Austin, TX, USA
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Welcome aboard, Li'l Bit! Just curious: where is Leesburg? I lived in Bergen County (North Jersey) for a bunch of years.
__________________ Bill J. from Austin Rigid rat shovel (AKA "The Bitch") Ratted-out Evo FLT (AKA "The Bagger") The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom, and I'm trying to get there as fast as I can! |
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Bill...Leesburg is at the azz end of Joisey! About an hour from Camden. Murder capitol of the USA. I live on the water...so more drown than get shot... Like the Biker section here...and everybody is freakin out that I'm writing recovering bikers...so far...you guys/gals TOTALLY ROCK THE MOTHAFUNKIN SOCKS! |
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| Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: mountain grove, missouri
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Welcome lilbit, glad you have joined us. I too am SmartAzz certified. Just this morning my mouth got me in trouble and had to do a 10th step before I could get any serenity for the day. Share this with me: There is a guy that lives down the road from me who is having some work done building dog kennels. They've been hauling dump truck loads of 2" rock, and being careless, there was hazzard size rocks scattered for a mile and a half up to the highway. Yesterday I kicked several out of the road in front of my driveway. Last night as I was coming home from an AA meeting on my scooter, as I turned off the main highway and onto the road that leads home, I ran over a 2" rock. Freaked me right out, and triggered my anger. I forgot about it, and this morning as I got up early to jog, I got a little way up the road, and had to kick rocks out of the middle of the road. This retriggered my anger, and I know that anger for an alcoholic can be deadly. As I continued to run, low and behold, here come the dump truck. Well I stop them. I jump up and holler to the driver, "who you workin' for?" He points to the guy riding shotgun, and I know him. I've known him since he was a baby, know him mom and dad also. I jump up on the running board of "his truck" and tell him to pick up the rock on the road, and that I ride a scooter and it is very dangerous. He tells me that he did not drop it on purpose. I say that I know that, and ask him if he know who I am. (meaning the crazy vietnam vet that scared half the country side 10 years ago when I was drunk and strung out on crank) He said "I know who you are," Then I hollered, "pick it up," and jumped off his truck. I was going to continue my run but it started raining, so I went to the YMCA to get on the tread mill. Man I was bummed, my mouth had robbed me of my serenity. The day started out really good, and here it was around 8:30am and I was trashed for the day. The program of Alcoholics Anonymous has over the years taught me what to do about this. Step 10, "when wrong promptly admit it." I wanted my serenity back! Even though I was right in asking that they pick up the rock, my attitude and anger was not acceptable. I could have said the same thing with love and everything would have been cool. I called up his mama and got his cell phone number, spoke to him and said I was wrong and asked him to forgive me for my anger. He did, and I went out on the road and picked up all the rock up myself......................Man I grateful that I am sober, in my drinking days I would have probably been arrested this morning and ruined the day for several people and their families. Going to another meeting tonight...........need to sure up my program to keep out of jail. Thanks for letting me share this lillbit..........I needed some place to dump it, and this looked like the spot. Feel free to share what ever on any post here on the board. We need your input..............I love you and there is not a damn thing you can do about it. toad
__________________ "Tet Vet" Combat Veterans Motorcycle Association Patriot Guard Riders 2007 Road King Classic 96 C.I. Six-speed Vivid black "God is doing for me what I could not do for myself" |
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| Member | Stone in tha ROAD! Proceed with CAUTION!
Man...this made me laff out loud tonight! YOU RIDE A SCOOTER!!!???? And you are worried about a 2" rock? Well...my man..get a bike with some muscle...like a Vmax! Fat back tire and take them baffles out...to REALLY WAKE DEM DOGGIES UP EARLY! I hear ya. I get mad too.. It's life on LIFE'S terms..not yers...we messed THAT up a while ago....Stupid normal people. A vet is a good thing to be. Hell... you could have shot the rocks out of the road...but ya probably aren't allowed any guns anymore..huh?. Stupid hippies. They probably passed some darn law and you don't get any more guns. Shite happens. I am glad you said you were sorry for freakin out...NOW THAT is cool. Not too many drunks are able to let stuff go...I have a crazy vet (HEY! He rides a scooter tooo!!??)down the street...and I love him...but man...some people HATE him. I think he's just misunderstood....plus he LOVES him some morphine! Talks about it all the time. Yeah...hippies took his guns away too...and THAT'S a good thing there. Well.. good luck at yer meeting..I'll be thinking of you...everytime I see the vet on the scooter driving off down a one way the WRONG WAY! LOVE YA! The Bitz |
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| Wesley Employee Extraordinaire Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Kansas
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| Welcome, and to start a new thread, click at the top of the page where it says 'bikers in recovery' so you go back to this board with all the threads showing. There should be a button on the left hand side that says 'new thread'. Click on that and post away!
__________________ DeVon & the Zoo Crew Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained. ~Arthur Somers Roche |
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| Have we seen a person fail... Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: S.S. Marie, Ont. Can.
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The good news is, that we all hang together, helping each other to stay sober and because we do, the miracles in each and every one of our lives are beyond measure. Hang with us and you will understand. If you really want to check us out, I suggest you start attending meetings, whether A.A. or N.A. A.A. and the folks in this forum have given me a completely new life, one that I did not know existed. I currently ride a 2002 Harley Davidson, FLHTC and I am experiencing a new freedom in all areas of my life. Check out the sh*t-eatin' grin on my avatar.....LOL
__________________ Rarly 2002 FLHTC "Annie" " as we let our own light shine, we unconciously give other people permission to do the same"... Nelson Mandela | |
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| Have we seen a person fail... Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: S.S. Marie, Ont. Can.
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__________________ Rarly 2002 FLHTC "Annie" " as we let our own light shine, we unconciously give other people permission to do the same"... Nelson Mandela | |
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| Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: mountain grove, missouri
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| Hey lionsstripe, welcome to the forum. We are almost neighbors. Did you happen to make AA's convention this last weekend in Eureka Springs? Some great rides around that part of Arkansas. Hope you continue to share of your experiences.
__________________ "Tet Vet" Combat Veterans Motorcycle Association Patriot Guard Riders 2007 Road King Classic 96 C.I. Six-speed Vivid black "God is doing for me what I could not do for myself" |
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| Casual Hero and Raconteur Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Austin, TX, USA
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| We're not talkin' about Vespas here. "Scooter" is biker lingo for their street bike. In Toad's case, a full-sized Harley-Davidson Road King.
__________________ Bill J. from Austin Rigid rat shovel (AKA "The Bitch") Ratted-out Evo FLT (AKA "The Bagger") The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom, and I'm trying to get there as fast as I can! |
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| Member | Whoops! My Bad!
Bonehead me...hey...I'm new to this biker reab stuff...so a sorry is in order here... To any and ALL that ride a-hem....a SCOOTER...sorry I thought it was one of those little Italian numbers with all the rear view mirrors....and a cat in a beret...smoking saying "CHOW!"...my bad. Anyone have a Vmax out there? My ex looooved those things. It's why I slept with him in the first place. I dunno...just like big things between my legs I guess... Well... STAY SOBER YA'LL! |
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| Wesley Employee Extraordinaire Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Kansas
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My name is DeVon, and I am a recovering alcoholic/addict, clean and sober since August 5th, 1990. When I was taken to rehab in 1986, I was married to a violent, abusive alcoholic/addict. I was beaten on a daily basis except for those periods when he'd disappear on one of his drug runs. I walked into rehab weighing 109 pounds. I am 6' tall. I had blown out all the veins on one arm. I was so weak, I had trouble holding my head up. I was also pregnant. It is only through the grace of God that I was able to embrace recovery, and hang on like my life depended on it, because you see, my life DID depend on it. When I first got clean/sober, I had no doubt I had a drug problem, but wasn't sure about the alcohol. However, my then husband went through rehab just before me, and as soon as he got out, he went right back to the whiskey and the meth. That scared me bad enough that I figured I'd better keep an open mind on the alcoholism side of things. I stayed clean/sober for 4 years, but because I didn't deal with the sex side of my addictions, I hooked up with a guy in the program who eventually relapsed, and you can bet I followed him all the way to hell. Once again, by God's grace, I am in recovery, and for that I am incredibly grateful. It has been one hell of a ride over the years. This program has taught me that even when things hurt like hell, there's nothing so bad that a drink won't make it worse, and the fellowship will help me through it. I am now dealing with two daughters in active alcoholism and my heart hurts. I also know if I walk through that pain with the help of others in recovery, I will emerge a better and stronger person. Last year, that husband I spoke of who beat me, was buried. He was 47 years old. He never found recovery, but I did. I will always be grateful for that bloody brutal marriage because it was the catalyst that finally dropped me to my knees and I asked God for help. You see, this still IS a life or death thing for me. I see it around me every day. This disease is cunning, baffling, and powerful. It will wait forever for me to become complacent, or play stupid games. I came to this board for fellowship and caring, and I have gotten that and so much more. I was welcomed with open arms, and even though I lost my bike when the ex-fiance walked out in 99, I still feel welcome here. I didn't come here to make flip remarks about what I like between my legs. You'd best take a long look, sister at the games you're playing in the midst of recovering folks lest you end up 6' under like my ex-husband did. This disease kills. Recovery isn't for those who need it; it's for people who want it.
__________________ DeVon & the Zoo Crew Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained. ~Arthur Somers Roche | |
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Hey I hear ya! Loud and clear...and I'm STILL SOBER. Everyday...with humor intact...it helped thru some REALLY bad times...some to even trump yer sorrows. Friends burried...many. Nuthouse fer me...been there...and LIKED it! Biked done stolen from my man I OOOOh loved sooo much...he's riding his seXXXy heine down the blacktop now...GOD bless him...Kiddiez going thru some crappy calls of life...YUP. But I'm here on LIFE'S terms...HUMOR and all. It's just me. So...thank you for replying and tellin me a little bit about ya. I like that. Gotta throw trust out there to get it in return. Dig it momma. AND I STILL LIKE BIG THINGS BETWEEN MY LEGS....!..... Stay SOBER....IT IS LIFE OR DEATH! The Bitz |
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| Member | And since we's gansta shoutin out RESPECT...
I have partied...the old fashioned way...in West Oakland with the Hell's Angels...and I'm still alive and LOVING IT! Wanna talk about heartacheing sorrows....dem boyz and galz seen a bunch o crap...you'll see 'em at the rallys...not the Poker Runs yer use to...but some really hardcore shite. Dey live hard Ride hard and YES...DIE. It's their way...and I respect that. I got that. They are cool even if they wanna stay funked up. BUT ME?....I hang out and bust a few jokes. Talk about a tuff crowd...If I here "show us yer tittiez!" one more time.... So...what.?. I'm here. SOBER as I'm gonna get today. All day. Just for today...ONE DAY AT A TIME...I wake up and do it all over again. And inbetween...I smile. I laff till I pee sometimes. I don't use the drugs...whatever is available...and drugs are always available...EVERYWHERE! Done seen a ten year old kid on the corner hustle rock and pay his momma the money to keep the lights on. Yes sir eee. Wanna feel all bad...go on ahead. I gave that kid a job...working on my site in construction...paid him fair...and ya know what...he went back to slingin ROCK in one day. Made more and worked less....made sense to him and his momma....and that's life. I could go toe to toe with you all day...and I'm a young geezy. Why knock me down? Gonna get back up and keep on keepin on...cause I roll like that...bike or no bike. And I AM A POWERFUL ADDICT! It takes a strong soldier to quit the crap...tired of being a druggie/drunk.....So props to ya. You and dem doggiez. |
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| Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: The beautiful mountains of Kentucky
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Thanks for sharing DeVon!! I appreciate your ESH!! You are very encouraging! My son is almost 8 years old. I hope and pray that he doesn't walk my old walk, but my new one!! He's only seen me sober and he's really only in God's hands, right??!! Hugs my sister! Kym
__________________ Kym P. Keeping it Simple Life is too short for drama & petty things, so kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly. |
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Powerful women come in all shapes and sizes. Drunk...druggies...uptight...lowtight....gone fer the night. Some of the smartest women I know grew up in the total ALKY home...both mommi and daddy drunk all day all night...and the kidz graduated college...remained SOBER and some even went thru the drink and drugs...blamed their parents...some didn't. It's life and it hits us all differently. Some get the gene...some have the bad environment. Some both...like me. But I blame NO ONE MAN OR WOMAN for ME. Me, MYSELF, and I are an addict. And THAT'S part of me. And THAT'S OK. I have been down some dark roads and know how to accept achievement with grace...most of the time. My disease DOES NOT DEFINE ME. I am all sorts of things. Wigga Mommi Wifey Owner Addict and many other things.... Just a thought. |
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