Originally Posted by oooopps

Hopeful, my first Coda meeting.... I went in sobbing, was crying the whole time in front of a circle of strangers. As people shared, I cried quietly. I was basically a human water fountain that evening. Man did I felt insane but I was in so much emotional pain and under a lot of stress that I didnt care. Being judged was the last thing that I cared about. I just wanted the pain and sadness to go away and I was willing to do almost anything then (short of giving up the addict).

Thinking back now, I can actually laugh about it. Nobody mind that I was a wreck, there were tissues there for me and people were very kind. Boy did I come a long way from where I was. Life is good.