My first meeting in almost 6 yrs.
My first meeting in almost 6 yrs.
Just got back from a "Nooner" downtown, plus going for coffee with a couple folks afterwards... I'd been struggling with the idea for a day or two now, struggling only out of embarrassment at disappearing on everybody the week of 911, and never having the jam to go back. With about 5 minutes to go (considering travel time; I live out of town), I just up and bolted out the door this morning.
It felt like something was guiding me - not only did I miraculously find an open parking spot right on the corner by the front door of the church, but when I got inside, I realized that exactly three weeks ago (to the hour) I had been in mid-flight after my panic-breakdown - driving from one city to another 400 miles away, when I should have not driven AT ALL!
Thank God for my "Sunshine", who dropped everything and grabbed a bus to meet me halfway.
There were a few familiar faces, mostly new - but it testifies to how dynamic and fluid (no pun intended) the disease of alcoholism is... there are always new faces, new despair, but new hope, too. Went for coffee with one of the folks I remember, and another face that was new to me - a person who has known nothing but alcohol, drugs, crime and jail for 35 years, until last year. Not to mention his friends that are no longer with us - that couldn't or wouldn't find the help they needed.
I was stopped in my tracks when he told me briefly of ONE friend that is still here and still using, but short two fingers.... thanks to a dealer.
And I thought I had it rough.
.... and Yes, I'll be back for tomorrow's meeting.
It felt like something was guiding me - not only did I miraculously find an open parking spot right on the corner by the front door of the church, but when I got inside, I realized that exactly three weeks ago (to the hour) I had been in mid-flight after my panic-breakdown - driving from one city to another 400 miles away, when I should have not driven AT ALL!
Thank God for my "Sunshine", who dropped everything and grabbed a bus to meet me halfway.
There were a few familiar faces, mostly new - but it testifies to how dynamic and fluid (no pun intended) the disease of alcoholism is... there are always new faces, new despair, but new hope, too. Went for coffee with one of the folks I remember, and another face that was new to me - a person who has known nothing but alcohol, drugs, crime and jail for 35 years, until last year. Not to mention his friends that are no longer with us - that couldn't or wouldn't find the help they needed.
I was stopped in my tracks when he told me briefly of ONE friend that is still here and still using, but short two fingers.... thanks to a dealer.
And I thought I had it rough.
.... and Yes, I'll be back for tomorrow's meeting.
but Inspiration? - now THAT makes this old fart feel good, ya know?
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Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: Richmond, VA
Posts: 76
I was terrified at my first meeting, but now it is the highlight of my day. There are a lot of meetings here, so if I miss one there are plenty of others. I have my favorites, but I never leave any of them not feeling better than I did when I went in.
Cheers for you for taking the step forward.
Hugs,
Carol
Cheers for you for taking the step forward.
Hugs,
Carol
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