Right Or Happy – What Do I Want?

Right Or Happy?

“Do you want to be right or do you want to be happy?” I heard that in a meeting the other day and it really resonated with me. (Of course the first thing that popped into my head was “both, duh 🙄” ….butttt first thought wrong.) My head was in the clouds, mind was racing, couldn’t really tell you what anyone in the room was saying but I heard that very loud and very clear, and it really made sense to me.

Human And Flawed

I don’t know about anyone else but I’m the kind of addict that likes to know everything and wants to be right. And as much as I may want to be right because ya know… I made it this far and do you not know who I am??? …my best thinking still got me right back to where my disease wanted me every time: alone, scared, high. I am human, I am flawed, and as much as I may yearn for perfection, logically I know it’s impossible.

Embracing Realities

I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t always have to be okay.  Sometimes it’s okay to admit defeat.   And lately, I have found myself embracing that (as best as I can). When I find myself upset, lonely, scared and/or unsure, I can rely on those I love and trust. That’s the beauty of this program. I’ve been able to connect with women who really truly get me, even when life doesn’t seem so pretty.

Do Something Different

Going through the good times is easy. I can be grateful for the great things that recovery has brought into my life: my family, a job, my friend, etc. But now it’s about learning to cope with the not so great times. And today I can honestly say that I am grateful that I have found the willingness to do something different. Although I may find myself repeating patterns like using.

Internalizing God’s Will

So, today I don’t need to cope the same way I always have in the past.  This has become especially true since I’ve been writing on my third step, and truly trying to internalize God’s will.  In doing this I have really been able to become more aware.  And once I am aware I cannot unsee it. Today I am grateful for the process. I don’t always need to be right.   And, if I stay spiritually fit and willing I will continue to be okay.

~Samantha

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Breathalyzer Tests And Consequences

A New Job And Mixed Emotions

Breathalyzer tests provided results, in my past, that forced negative consequences.  However, thanks to my recovery today, they provide positive consequences.  I got a new job today!  I am very excited but scared at the same time.  Will I meet their expectations? Am I good enough?  Following the phone call offering me the job these questions were my first thoughts.  The reason behind this is basically what brought me to my knees.   I was an elementary school teacher for fifteen years and loved my job, well most days anyway.  When my marriage of 20 years began to crumble I drank my feelings away as well as my job.

Breathalyzer And Consequences

Not in a million years would I have thought that I would drink while teaching, but I did.  I would not leave the house with out a bottle in my bag.  If for some reason I ran out I would sneak out on my break and go to the liquor store which was right down the street.  In the classroom I would drink all day, and I don’t know how I got away with it for so long.  I even had random breathalyzer tests due to a past incident and I always passed, I was very lucky.  Anyway, I would put my vodka in a water bottle and no one would  be the wiser.  At times I would just pour it in a Styrofoam cup and drink it straight with a chaser of water.  Eventually I was caught for drinking at work.  It couldn’t last forever.

Worst Day Of My Life

I think that was the worst day of my life, but I really don’t know because I was so numb from the vodka.  I was not feeling at all. (mission accomplished).  I remember the day clearly however.  My principal came into the classroom to deliver some flyers and as I took them from him I said something to him which he asked me to repeat several times.  After the dismissal bell a woman with some type of badge was in his office waiting for me.  She was going to drive me to the clinic to get a breathalyzer test.

 Numb And Unable To Grasp

I should have been scared to death and shaking.   Instead I got in the car and acted as if it was no big deal.  Again I was numb.  Of course I failed the breathalyzer test, and she drove me home.  I was not allowed to return to school property.   Not even to get my car (which I should not be driving anyway).  I realized how and why I was “found out” when I got clean and sober.  Once inside the empty house I remember leaning on the kitchen counter, my head in my hands trying to grasp what had just happened.

 Loss Of Privilege

Who would I tell first?  What would they say?  Needless to say I drank away any of the feelings that I had that evening. The next day I faced my fate, intoxicated of course.   As a result of my failed breathalyzer my consequences were to lose my privilege to teach in that county, I had to resign.

 Insurmountable Loss

This loss was insurmountable, as my daughter attended the school, what would this do to her? Not only that, but my reputation as a successful teacher and the irreplaceable friendships I had gained over the years.  This was a lot to have to take in.  I thought I was ok because I was numb.   Sitting in the administration building, in the office of the ethics chair the next day, signing that paper, I reeked of alcohol, again numb.  At this point I was honestly not devastated by the events.   The devastation comes later.  All I knew was that now work would not get in the way of my drinking.

 Recovery Changes Perspective

Today work is one of the things in my life that keeps me from drinking.  So when I got this new job, it triggered some buried emotions and insecurities linked to my past.  However, I have learned through recovery to take it one day at a time and not to stress.  Today I know worrying will not help anything.  I put such expectations on myself that are not only ridicilus but unobtainable. Maybe because in the past I was a failure with employment.  When I look back I see my mistakes instead of my accomplishments.  I should be looking at this new job and feeling proud of myself.

 Call To Action With Recovery

This is where my recovery comes in to play.  This is where I need to apply what I hear in the rooms.  Through recovery I have learned that I AM worthy.  I wake up today knowing there are people counting on me instead of hating the fact that I had to face another day. This especially applies to my daughter.  In addiction I used to hate waking up, now I look forward to a new day.  A new job.  Another gift of recovery.  I am turning my thoughts in a positive direction.  And It feels good!  Today I learned I have things to live for.   And truth be told the possibilities my future holds is very exciting.   Reminders to myself to keep moving forward.
~Becky

Hope And Gratitude Actualized

A Long Time Struggle

Hope and gratitude is what my life is full of today.  But, for the longest time I struggled with my addiction.  My life had been falling apart for some time, destroying everyone I loved along with myself.  I wanted my life back.  My mistake was that I thought I could do it on my own.  My entire life I was able to accomplish anything I put my mind to.

Dreadful Decisions Continue

For now, let’s just put aside the fact that no, I couldn’t do it alone.  Rather, for the purpose of this blog I want to focus on something else.  And, that quite frankly is that I lived in the problem.  During this period of approximately two years I was not working and was primarily home alone.  All the time continuously running through my head all the mistakes I made, as well as continuing these dreadful decisions.

Disuniting Myself

I was ashamed because of a job I lost after almost four years.  It was though my entire identity was wrapped up in that position.  Nor was I being honest with myself or my now ex-husband about anything that was going on with me.  I was disuniting myself from my husband/best friend, my son, family and friends.  The whole time beating myself up because I couldn’t figure “this” out.  Why the fuck can’t I fix “this”, or anything for that matter?   My days were spent situated in that shame, keeping myself in depression, in feelings of worthlessness.  Most importantly, I chose to carry on in the role of a victim.

Remained Living In The Problem

It wasn’t because I didn’t want recovery, didn’t want to change, or that I didn’t care about the people I was hurting.  Because I categorically did care.  But my drinking worsened as I continued to remain living in the problem.  “Just one more” is what I would tell myself, and would eventually end up in another black out or hospitalization.  During this time attending Alcoholics Anonymous meetings more to smooth the waters between my husband and I than to actually seek any help really.

Ultimatum Delivered

It wasn’t until I lost everything; son, husband, pets, home, family, friends and any possible self worth that I had left.  My husband gave me an ultimatum one day, which provided me with two options.  The two options I was given were either my bond being revoked for a DUI with sever bodily injury, or going to rehab.  I felt like I couldn’t stand, I remember thinking my life was over and I was ready to die.  My fears took over and I ran to the bathroom and cried, looking at myself with shame and disgust.  Then something inside said “this isn’t you Lissi, you don’t want to die”.  I knew what I wanted to do.  Yes, wanted to do and not just needed to do.  I moved to New Port Richey to enter a structured program for women voluntarily.

A Change Of Fellowship

Through that structured program I began, once again, attending Alcoholics Anonymous.  My being part of this fellowship continued for a couple of years.  I continued to struggle with the idea of being abnormal, of carrying this label of Alcoholic for the rest of my life.  Something just wasn’t clicking inside.  I had not fully accepted nor surrendered to a new way of life.  At least not until I was introduced to the Narcotics Anonymous.  Yes, alcohol is a drug.  And this is when my life really started to change for me.

Spiritual Awakenings

The introduction to NA came through the Da Vinci Home.  Again, I experienced a few more relapses because I wasn’t fully committed to this program, or a new way of life.  Then one day I met a wonderful woman.  She had a way about her, an aura if you will, that was magnetic.  She had something I always wanted, a sense of peace and spirituality.  A woman who later agreed to be my sponsor.  As we began to actually work the steps together, I began having a series of spiritual awakenings.  These spiritual awakenings were a first for me.  Little by little, just one day at a time I was able to be more open and honest with her and others about myself and my addiction.

Complacency Takes Way

The DUI with severe bodily injury I mentioned earlier came with a sentence I am still serving.  A sentence of community control.  Recent circumstances of complacency on my part brought on a violation that led to three months in jail.   During those three months I was able to work through the realities of my life and of my addiction.  This time allowing me to really make peace with those realities.  I realized how much I had grown in the couple of months of working with my NA sponsor.

Continued Support In Physical Absence

“I came to believe” as is said in the rooms of NA.  To believe that this program works, and my higher power was working with me.  Yes, I came to believe this while I was sitting in jail.  My complacency procured my time in jail and nothing else.  The support of my best friend, my sponsor, my family as well as others was amazing during this time.  Never once did I feel alone or forgotten.  My higher power reminded me of what I have now, and most importantly my need to live in gratitude.

Hope And Gratitude Actualized

This time allowed the biggest spiritual awakening I have had up to this point in my recovery.  I found myself full of hope and gratitude.  Constant, while sitting in county jail, was I able to recognize hope and gratitude for so much.  I am no longer victimizing myself.  There is so much work to be done with the wreckage I’ve left behind.  But the difference is today I live in the solution.

Surrender Grants Happiness

I have completely surrendered and granted myself the right to be happy.  Today I am provided suggestions through my recovery for which I am completely open minded to.  My desire to pick up a drink today is gone.  Today there is not a fucking drink out there worth my life.  There are too many people in my life today I care about, too much I have worked for, and too much to still look forward to.  And today, I don’t want to loose any of it or the opportunities I have yet to conquer.  Most importantly is that I know my self worth today and have worked to regain my self esteem.

Hope And Gratitude Grants Opportunities

Today I have hope and gratitude for my presently beautiful life and for the life in my future.   And this blessing of hope and gratitude is priceless to me.  A life full of gifts, so long as I continue to do the right things.  The right things for myself and others.  A life where I GET TO become a better person every day.  I’m granting myself this opportunity of growth in recovery, and with my higher power I have faith this is obtainable.  Today my ever continuing goal is to become a more spiritually fit and beautiful person inside, and to continue to create a beautiful life.

Intangible Blessings

I will leave you with the blessings step two has provided me with.  Blessings of intangible attributes I value today in myself, and for my life: aspiration, ambition, goal, plan, design, dream, belief, confidence, achievement, concern, faith, optimism, promise.  Yes, they all mean Hope!  Grant yourself the opportunity to create yourself too.

~Lissi

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Treatment Centers Start My Journey Of Recovery

Treatment Center And My Journey

A treatment center was where the start of my journey into recovery.  My journey of recovery began back in 2005.  This is when I was arrested for possession. This charge for possession landed me in drug court. They started me off by going through outpatient treatment.  But my addiction was much more powerful than the outpatient treatment I was receiving.  There wasn’t a chance I could stay sober in outpatient. I failed many drug tests, and missed my classes.  So the courts ordered me to inpatient treatment.  And, I had to sit in jail while I waited for a bed.

My Release To Inpatient

My name was called on June 1st 2005, and I was released to a treatment center in Pinellas County.  The treatment center came to pick me up.  The next six month I would be at this inpatient treatment center.  I remember clearly my first meeting with my counselor, and telling him there’s no way I would be able to finish this program.  I’ve never done anything good in my life.  Until then, I wasn’t a good daughter, a good sister or a good mother.  I couldn’t hold down a job or even keep a friend at this point.  He had way more faith in me than I ever had.

Getting Started

I knew the only reason why I was there.  Because I was court-ordered, and if I were to run away I was going to end up in prison.  So I gave this recovery stuff a shot.  I remember feeling extremely uncomfortable around other people. I wasn’t in touch with my feelings or emotions.  Not one little bit!  I didn’t even trust my own thoughts about how I was feeling.  Why?  Because I had not been clean for six years at this point.  In other words, I didn’t know how to laugh, or cry sometimes.  We were in groups from 8 a.m. till 4 p.m. everyday. One group per hour.

Let The Healing Begin

Each group had a purpose. I had never been in treatment center before. So, I was not really aware of the healing I was getting ready to go through. I was with the same people day after day.  There must have been thirty of us. Some of us would go, but there would always be another to fill that chair. We grew very close during our groups. Every Tuesday there would be a graduation for those who completed their 6-month successfully. I knew I wouldn’t make it to my graduation.  But each day I wanted it more and more, and I continued going to groups.

Let The Healing Continue

I continued sharing with others and working through my tears, insecurities and fears.   And, I started to change a little bit. I remember looking in the mirror one day and realizing I do like that that person looking back. These groups and this treatment stuff was really starting to work. I went through anger, fear, laughter and doubt.  Sometimes I would go through all of those feelings in just one day.  It would become exhausting because I would make things a lot harder on myself than I should have.

My Treatment Center Graduation

Then my day came!  On November 28th 2005 it was another graduation day.  It was my graduation day.  By the way, it wasn’t just me there.  So was my grandmother and a few friends who were very proud of me. I never had that before. My grandmother even stood up and told the world she was happy and proud to call me her granddaughter.  I did make it!

Virginia

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Recent Relapse, Feelings And Resentments

Recent Relapse And Feelings

A recent relapse was not planned. Sometimes everyone thinks that you can predict what your going to do and use, but I really didn’t. I started feeling really angry and annoyed with things that could of been handled appropriately. But, I felt that if I had shared exactly how I was feeling then people would have looked at me differently.

Opportunities And Gratitude

I had the opportunity of a lifetime right before my recent relapse. I was able to go pick my daughter up from Ocala, and bring her to Da Vinci to stay with me for a few days. How wonderful is that?!!!  But, I didn’t consider everything before bringing her.  I felt really sad that I couldn’t take her places and buy her things. In reality I should have stopped and just been grateful to have her here with me.  And I was, but I’m an addict, and we want more sometimes.  That wanting more and having to have more got me into a lot of trouble. It made me hurt the friends that truly care about me.  Friends that have my back.

Away From People In Recovery

I started holding resentments for it.  Instead of reaching out and asking for suggestions, I got all in my head.  And, I became bitter about the things I was feeling.  So, my genius mind starting telling itself that maybe I should just get away.  Maybe I needed time to myself.  Time away from the people in recovery.  Well big mistake!!!!

The Relapse

As soon as I leave my zone of people in recovery, I fall flat on my face.  I ended taking a pill and drinking. I thought well I’ll just do it once.  The whole time telling myself “just today, and tomorrow I wont”.  Well, then my mind was playing tricks on me.  I was wanting to “just get away for the day”.  So, I asked to if I could have an overnight.  And by the grace of god I was drug tested before told yes or no.   My test was positive, and it all came out “in the wash”.

Blessings In Disguise

So many things happened that got in my way that day.  Things that later turned out to be a blessing.  And most especially, probably saved my damn life.  My sponsor just so happened to show up that same day.  She sensed something was “off” about me.  So, out of no where she came by to take me to a meeting.

Loosing Site Of Gratitude

My point is that it is so easy to slip up and relapse.  It happens that quick.  Nothing was wrong in my life, as in no deaths, or break ups etc.  My job’s going great.  I even got my licence back.  So many things are going good in my life. I had gained my trust back from people I care about.   Man what’s wrong with me?!!!!

Recovery Takes Work

There were signs!  There are always signs!  Once again, I wasn’t working my recovery.  I wasn’t calling my sponsor, or doing step work.  My thinking was that by just going to meetings would enough.  I wasn’t taking advantage of my people in recovery, of my people in the rooms.  And, that was obviously not enough to stay clean. Well I’m living proof that “just meetings” don’t work.  You have to include other things with going to your meetings.  Things like, having a good sponsor.  A sponsor that will call you out on your shit!  Actually getting into and working the steps.  It’s a simple program.

Grateful And Blessed

So, just for today I’m gonna take a step back.  I’m gonna look at the consequences of my actions before reacting and doing what I want.  Going forward I will reach out to the people in recovery.  To just be GRATEFUL for what I do have today. We always want more.  But someone told me if I’m patient and keep doing the next right thing, things will fall into place when its time. Writing about my recent relapse is to hopefully help someone out there not relapse.  To know there are options when they are feeling the same way I was.  I’m very GRATEFUL and BLESSED to be at Da Vinci today!

~Anonymous

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