Things completely blew up last night at the meeting. I left crying before it was even over. I will be looking for a new home group and sponsor. One person called me later to check on me, and I realized at that moment that I have not felt any compassion from that group for months on end now. I will be riding with this fellow and a couple other people on Monday nights to a group 35 miles west.
I'll also be praying for the guy that ripped me a new one and everyone else who just sat there and let him.
I'm trying not to start crying again today. It was brutal. I feel shell-shocked to be honest.
It will be a long time before I open up to a group of people again.