Welcome to Bosko too! :)

Oh, you may have misunderstood. I wasn't there. I was on duty here in Alabama.

Wow! Looks like we have several newcomers! I'm loving it!! Welcome to you all!

Well, I was right there with you with the feelings of fear, anger & uncertainty! A big THANK YOU for what you've done on a daily basis in your career!

Welcome Bosko :)

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Morning Everyone.... Welcome bosko... Tuesday...Nice to wake up with a clear mind. Another day...yeah..

We can all do this...WWG...glad to see you had a good nite last nite...way to go..

Jaz...nice post...yes I think I will join you today...

Jim

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Oh gosh, that is the "THUD" sound that most parents have been through and I know it well! They always seem to be the most mobile when you walk away for just a second. 7 days is awesome man. Keep up the great work!

Good Morning to September 2012. I originally joined the July 2012 class, but just kept doing my same old tricks and decided I should be a part of September. I will continue to check on my June classmates as well as they are going strong and I enjoy their strength and support, but I need to be honest with a fresh start, and September will be it.

I will read above and try to get a grip on who everyone here is, and where they are at with their journey.

I'm tired of the lies to myself. The hiding of the bottles, the destruction of my body, the stopping at different party stores to hide my problem from the clerk, the breath mints, the bad reasons why I deserve a drink, waking up with regret, etc, etc.

I'm a positive person, a strong person, and need to grab this by the horns and ride this bull out. It's beyond time.

To everyone here, I look forward to being part of this class, if you don't mind. I made it through the day today, and am pushing on to day 2!

Obladi - glad to see you here, too! And you thought you were stalking me. :)

And just as everyone else is....many thoughts of those that suffered great losses due to the devastation of 9/11. You see the stories of those that moved on, and have done their best to help others. And they continue to suffer - now battling cancer and other illnesses as a result. And they still push on. They are an inspiration to winning a battle and teaching others to never give up. They give us hope where one would think hope does not exist.

Bless everyone who seeks a positive change in themselves. It will only get better.

Here's to you FDM. I admire and respect our fire fighters and I appreciate your service. This morning on the way to school I'm going to explain 9/11 to the kids. There will be a lot of "but why" questions that may not make sense to little ones, but they need to know.

What fun thing are you going to do today after work, or if you are home today?

Welcome! I must compliment you on your wonderful attitude about this! As some of my classmates will attest, I too frequently use "thinking about tomorrow" as one thing that really gets me through the cravings. For some reason when I visualize the headache, the upset stomach, the bloodshot eyes, the post alcohol breath, the disappointment, the lack of productivity, the short fuse, and overwhelming scarring of my body, my resolve grows stronger. This class is truly amazing and supportive. Just when you think you are feeling the urge, you refresh that screen to have a thoughtful reply from some of us and that goes miles in my mind. In fact if I could encourage everyone to faithfully comment as much as humanly possible to our fellow classmates we'll all grow stronger as a group.

Yes it is! In fact I think I'm getting addicted to a clear head, is that possible? :):rotfxko

I am going to watch my show today! law and Order SVU marathon! My favorite show.

Love that show, seen all the episodes multiple times.

Me too, but I still enjoy it! And it will keep me away from the store, I think. Can't go and miss a minute!

On a personal note - my Pop fought fires for nearly 30 years in Detroit. As a child, I never comprehended what Dad truly did. I just knew he'd be gone for a minimum of 24 hours at the Engine house with those beautiful shiny trucks and he wore lots of gear, and put fires out. Great to be a child - so innocent.

As I grew into an adult and began to comprehend what he did, my respect for him escalated even more. These men do this for others. They put their lives on the line to save others. And sometimes, it's to save structures. At the risk of their lives. They never become rich, they do it for the love of the game. He was shot at during the riots. What they see is horrifying on days. He said to this day he can still see burnt babies. He cut people out of cars that were engulfed in flames. He was running into buildings while everyone else is running out.

Firefighters hold a special place in my heart. And on 9/11, they sure went above and beyond that call of duty. The last alarm bell ceremony is something no one wants to hear. The sound of bagpipes puts a chill in my spine. They are truly brothers as the years go by. Family.

So, yes today, I will think of all those that thought of others before thinking of themselves.

We are surrounded by heroes, and many we would never expect. So FDM, I thank you for what you do.

Have a good day everyone.

thanks people.

Hi everyone, mind if I join your class? :)

I'm a bit embarrassed to be trying again here as I've joined a couple other 'classes of...' and always end up falling. The longest consecutive sober run I've had in about the last five years is four days. Wow. I've woken up more days hungover than sober for as long as I can remember and that scares me.

I had to call in sick today for work as I stayed up late last night drinking 2 bottles of wine, despite promising myself I wouldn't drink in secret again. I feel so ashamed. I just couldn't face going in though and sitting in a meeting this morning stinking of booze, looking puffy and sick and having everyone talk about me. I think I made the right decision, even though I feel guilty as hell.

My drinking career has spanned about ten years now and it's ruined my looks, my health, my confidence and my ambition, and is starting to poison my relationship with my kind, caring and patient boyfriend whom I adore, but whom I treat like crap when I'm drinking. He deserves better than a crazy, paranoid, angry, lying girlfriend.

So I think I'm finally ready to throw in the towel now. I cannot drink alcohol. I think I'm finally starting to accept that. Thanks for having me guys :)

Thanks.

It's a tough thing to try to explain why hundreds of emergency responders died along with the innocent victims. Not only that, the heroes of Flight 93 and the tragedy at the Pentagon.

To this day, I have purposely avoided the film Flight 93. I just can't work myself up to see it, and as I type this, the image of the FDNY Chaplain, lifeless, being carried away by the FDNY, literally makes me well up with tears. He was giving last rites when he was killed.

The radio traffic of the FDNY that is widely available now is haunting.