Six Years

Six years. Just for today, times 2,192 and countless other “please let me just get through the next fifteen minutes” moments.

At times, my sobriety feels like my oldest and dearest friend, while at others it is not nearly so comfortable. Sometimes it is natural and a lot of the time it isn’t easy at all. As some of those reading this already know, I’ve had some fantastically beautiful moments and some devastatingly difficult ones as well over this time. Living clean and sober is not always easy, but without fail it has been worth it.

You see, I spent fourteen or fifteen years operating from a place where I had no desire to face anything or anyone, including myself. I was boisterously fraudulent to others and a small, scared kid within my own mind. I lied, manipulated and many times could think of nothing besides my own desires. Selfish and self-centered at my core, my occasional grand generous gestures were performed with a payoff in mind.

I had surprisingly low self-esteem and even today I am often haunted by self-doubt. There are many things these days that just feel so out of my depth and I know that I can’t handle them alone. It would be the easiest thing in the world to pick up and act out instead of facing these things.

There are days when everything inside me wants a half-gallon as if it were food or water.  I want to get stoned and watch movies all day, or get high and bounce around the planet for a while. Many of you reading this post don’t want to see that or believe it, but I don’t lie these days and I don’t try to hide things about me that are scary. My sobriety is not guaranteed.  

Sometimes I have no idea how I got through a day at the end of it. Sometimes the past is a crushing weight on my mind. Sometimes I miss my dad and my sister more than I can bear and I just sit and hurt and cry and scream. Sometimes (a lot of the time, actually) I miss being able to not feel the pain or the joy or the agony or the thrill. Some days I am THISCLOSE to the liquor store and then I turn around and tell someone else how to stay sober, just for today. Sometimes I just want the rollercoaster to slow down long enough for me to jump off.

My peace today comes from knowing that at any given moment, I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I know that what I think I want is definitely not always what I really need, and that my own designs have been and will always be flawed at their best. I do myself a favor when I allow awareness to be present and can then self-correct when I am comparing myself to others too much or I am getting inside my own head too much. I am at my best when I am sharing the experience, strength and hope with which my struggles have blessed me; when I am focused more on others than myself, I am focused an happy. The balance can be delicate (as expressed in a recent post) but service to others is ultimately service to myself and my sobriety.

Six years into what I pray daily is a lifelong journey I wouldn’t change a thing. Six years’ worth of highs, lows and all that comes in between GENUINELY felt and experienced; I was actually there for all of it and none of it was chemically rendered or tinted. Real life, guys and dolls and I am grateful for every wonderful, awful, amazing bit of it. It’s not often easy, but it is always worth it. 

External Validation

As much as I hate to admit it, I must own the fact that I need external validation/approval much more than it might seem. When I sit and think about it, the root of this need (desire) is fairly simple to trace: as much as I love my father, he was not one to make it very clear to me that he was proud of me (or proud of anyone to their face). That fact was my favorite thing to drink and drug over for years. 

He told anyone else who would listen how proud of me he was. He was deeply proud of the way I handled blowing out my knee my senior year in football and he almost admired the resiliency I showed in bouncing back from my car wreck. I never got to hear these things first hand and he will never have the chance to tell me. This is a void that can't ever truly be filled, although I have tried desperately to do so. I try to fill that void now without admitting it - until this post, that is. 

I shun or deflect praise whenever I receive it, but the truth is that I crave it more than you can or will ever know.

Sometimes I really feel like my mom has gone out of her way to try and make up for those expressions of pride that my dad left unsaid. Growing up there was never any doubt that my mom was proud, and I have no room to doubt it now. Some of that probably also comes from her mom (my grandmother, obviously) making a conscious effort, as she once told me, to never let someone feel too good about themselves lest they get a big head. She told me this years ago and it’s plain to see the effect it has had on my mother.

The truth is that if I only have my own best estimate to guide me, my worth is much less than you’d imagine. I need reassurances that the average adult has grown beyond seeking. I still usually feel weak and only occasionally worthwhile. I mostly just dislike myself.

If I care for you and if I think you’re disappointed in me or have started to dislike me too, it literally makes me feel as though my soul is collapsing in on itself and I want to die. The darkness is crushing.

I have a very fragile sort of strength when it comes to “me.” I obviously make it by day-to-day and have a fulfilling life that involves helping others, which is all I’ve truly wanted since I was a child. I can be a magnificent resource in that way for others, but I have a difficult-nigh-impossible time being kind to myself so I need you to do that for me. To depend on another human in that way, selfish and self-centered beings that we are, is to set myself up for repeated disappointment because that is no one else’s obligation.

The first kindness that I owe is to myself and I simply must do a better job of paying it. Does any of this resonate with you? If so, this may be a bill you owe to yourself as well and maybe we can grow better at this together. 

Feeling Overwhelmed

Work. School. Meetings. Spouse. Volunteering. Kids. Exercise. Sponsorship. Tee ball practice. Pets. Life. Sometimes it’s just too much for even the best of us, and the first thing we neglect is ourselves.

I feel this sensation of overwhelm much more often than I will own in conversation. I don’t like to admit that sometimes it’s just too much, or that at times folks collectively ask too much of me. I allow myself to be pulled in eight different directions at any given time and often wish that I could be doing more for more people. The fact is that I can’t really do what I am already doing most of the time- I find a way, but at the expense of my own serenity and joy (not to mention the time away from my wife).

I allow myself to get over-committed because I feel the siren’s song of overactive service as a means of making amends to the entire world for my years as a Grade-A self-centered schmuck. I feel like I owe a debt to everyone that I can never possibly repay, but that I also cannot neglect to make “payments” towards.

A big part of healthy sobriety is sponsorship and service to others (in or out of the context of recovery). Part of my service is because I must get outside of myself to maintain my sobriety, and part of it is because I feel called to do it out of an obligation to be unselfish. I never feel like I do enough even though I basically always do way too much.

The reason it never feels like enough is that I am chasing a ghost I can never catch- I cannot possibly get back the opportunities to do the right thing that I missed while in the throes of my active addiction, but I refuse to believe that not being able to “win” is ever a good enough reason to not try. I never want to be unavailable to the call of another person in need, because in many cases I am uniquely capable of offering support in a way that others cannot. I know that, so I answer the call.

The question becomes this: If I am doing so much for others in the name of maintaining my sobriety that I am actually putting my sobriety at risk, is it still the right thing to do?

Many of you don’t believe I will ever drink or drug again, but that is out of a lack of understanding about addiction. I promise you that you can’t fathom how close I have already come to relapse in my own mind. There are days I can taste the whiskey and feel the “drip” and all I want is to disappear into a soul-crushing black hole of my own creation. You can’t imagine how inexplicably drawn I am to crawling under a rock and hanging out with the rest of the decay.

Some moments of some days all I want to do is upset the apple cart of your expectations with my own tendency towards self-destruction JUST TO SHOW YOU THAT I CAN. In those times, I want to disappoint everyone and wreck everything just to destroy everyone’s expectations. I want to make you realize how unpredictable I am while at the same time craving your trust. I want to rage against the life I have built for myself because my base instinct will always be to self-destruct. I am addicted to self-pity. Part of me will always want to back myself into a corner so I can fight my way back out of it.

Yes, that is absolutely crazy. So am I.

Thanks goodness that my memory is not nearly as short as my ability to control my impulses. I can’t afford to forget what that life was like and how horribly miserable that non-existence actually was. Do I need to be more effective at setting boundaries? 100% in the affirmative. Is that a good enough reason to drink today? 100% in the negative and it never will be.

Attraction, Rather Than Promotion

Many of the most successful fellowships supporting those with addictions, obsessions or compulsions operate off of the principle of attraction rather than promotion regarding those outside the four walls of the meeting.  No one is supposed to be out in the community at large "evangelizing" on behalf of AA, NA or any of the other numerous Twelve Step-based programs (I'm only addressing those types of programs here, although as an aside I readily acknowledge that many other successful programs of recovery exist). This idea is based on the eleventh tradition as authored in the early years of Alcoholics Anonymous. Today I’d like to dive into some of the reasons why this is the rule and some of the strengths of this “policy.”

The things about a choice-based lifestyle change (positive change, obviously) is that a person has to want to do it for reasons that will genuinely make it stick. “The right reasons” don’t often coincide with advertisement or solicitation, (or court order for that matter) although they can and sometimes do. When a person has come to a turning point they are typically looking for hope, support and the chance to grow. All of these things can be found in recovery fellowships if they are healthy, and that should be evident in the everyday lives of the members of the fellowship. Good sobriety typically begets maturity, understanding and serenity and these qualities are pretty attractive when lived out.

There are a good many groups who could learn a thing or two from the practical application of this idea of attraction rather than promotion. It’s based on not just having a “thing” that people are seeking, but having members who are more engrossed by living out the principles of the group than trying to win the crowd. It’s “I am who I am, and if you like who I am, I can tell you a bit about how I got to be this way if you ask.”

There’s not supposed to be the constant attempt to publicly spoon-feed anyone anything if individual members are honoring this tradition. No advertising or promoting is needed because those who are actively living this way of life have something good that is also contagious. If you hear something that resonates and you want to give that way of life a shot, there’s a pretty clear path forward - you keep coming back. If not, maybe you don’t; the fact is that the ones who are in need and ready to change tend to find their way back sooner rather than later.

No one needs to rent billboard space to say “Come see what all the fuss is about!” If you are ready, you seek and then you find that which you sought. 

Resentment Prevention

Resentment is the number one offender- that’s what the AA Big Book tells us and as the text that spells out the original formula for the most successful program of recovery, we ought to give what it says some real consideration. Untended resentments are at the root of many, many relapses in the world of addiction and as (mostly) functioning and intelligent adults we ought to have a plan in place to deal with them before they have the chance to deal with us. This would be a proactive, preventative way of handling potential resentments before they have the opportunity to ferment into “the big nasty” itself.

In order to form an effective strategy for preventing resentments before they have the chance to fully form, we have to discover the roots. From what behaviors, events or circumstances do our resentments form? How do we recognize those things in time to act in a way that will keep them from boiling up and over into a full-blown resentment?

We also have to qualify that a bit; we must practice some accountability and acceptance around things in our life first in order to keep events and circumstances in the right perspective. The easiest way to avoid most resentments is to realize that you have to “accept the things you cannot change, have the courage to change the things you can’t, and the wisdom to know the difference.”

We must do all we can to not allow something we cannot change to eat away at us; this in some ways is the ol’ “Poor me, poor me, pour me another shot” mentality. If you can’t do anything about it, you kinda have to accept it. You can choose to be mad about it, but that won’t usually do anything positive. If you can do something to affect positive movement on the issue, then stand up and act or forfeit your right to feel the effects.

If something has happened and you feel wronged, (or that a loved one has been wronged) take a moment to consider your (or the loved one’s) role in the situation first. If after an honest evaluation you feel certain that you or your loved one are in the right and you’re in a position to advocate on your own behalf or the behalf of your loved one, you must do so in a calm but resolute way. You really can’t afford to let it fester long enough to become a sore spot, so you must speak up in the right way at the right moment.

If we allow a potential resentment to bubble up until it reaches the point of boiling over, we have done ourselves and our sobriety a great disservice. Our serenity and satisfaction are too valuable to sacrifice by a lack of willingness to speak up. This is often difficult, but when carefully measured and delivered it is powerful. We must guard against resentments with the same vigor with which we would defend our most treasured family or friends, because an unresolved resentment could result in a direct assault on our relationships, our joy and our sobriety.

Wellness

Most substance abuse/addiction rehabilitation plans focus almost entirely on the mental and spiritual well-being of the addict. While these are obviously foundational elements of recovery, the whole person needs rehabilitation. This means nutritionally and physically working to repair the myriad traumas to which we have subjected our bodies. In my experience it is all-too-common to find buckets full of cigarette butts outside every door of a treatment or regular meeting facility while inside gallon after gallon of coffee is consumed ravenously.

We addicts aren’t exactly awesome at moderation (how else did we end up here?!?) and we most often substitute one seemingly less-harmful addiction for that from which we are trying to recover. In the course of our active addiction we necessarily put our bodies through hell and that might not stop upon our earnest attempt to get clean and sober. While we work to change our “stinking thinking,” we don’t often work to make ourselves truly, wholly healthy.

There doesn’t seem to be a very typical occurrence of even the most basic of attempts within the recovery community to educate folks on the necessity of overall wellness; we will literally spend hours at a time talking through our “spiritual malady” and our diseased thinking but not often do we touch on taking care of the bodies that we have driven to terminal velocity for years. It is a very rare person who has the opportunity to carry the message forward when dealing with constantly ill health.

We must start to emphasize for ourselves a bit of physical health if we want to do all of the living that we haven’t done over the years or decades of addiction. Just like getting sober, sometimes we have to take it 10 minutes or one hour at a time. Start small and then progress towards a place of balanced, healthy living for our bodies, minds and spirits.

As humans we are that total package of mind, body and spirit and the neglect of any aspect of our heath is us doing ourselves a grave disservice. I am not advocating that everyone in recovery from an addiction or compulsion become an ultra-marathoner or Iron(wo)man triathlete; I do know that we must start slowly and being to take care of our bodies in the way in which we were intended. We must be as kind to our physical selves are we are to our spiritual. 

Don't Start

As an addict there are things that we aren’t equipped to stop doing once we have started. The first drink, snort, fried pie or video clip sends us down into an irreversible tailspin from which there is a very real threat of never recovering. The fact is that we don’t have to concern ourselves today with the 12th shot of whiskey or the last dust off the eightball because our primary issue is with the first ANYTHING. We’ll never reach a blackout if we don’t get started.

We have to realize that with anything we cannot stop, we must not start. The first is worse than the last because our last doesn’t exist without our first. The insanity of the first _____ is something that for years we couldn’t avoid, but now dodging it is the most necessary of all the things we do. We cannot reach the part of our recovery wherein we may repair our lives if we never fully stop the behavior. How can we hope to see the end of the tunnel otherwise?

How does one avoid the first ______ ? It starts with self-awareness. I know that my sobriety neither requires nor necessitate anyone elses’ and I don’t expect others to modify the way they live on my behalf- my sobriety is my responsibility and no one besides me can keep it or jeopardize it. I have to know when something doesn’t feel right and act accordingly.

At times it means “keeping gas in the car and air in your tires”- you have to know when a situation becomes one that you must leave immediately. Sobriety is the foundation for everything in the lives of recovering addicts and as such it must be carefully guarded.

For everyone in recovery the exact answer is different, but for many it involves speaking with or getting around our fellows. We must be so in-tune with our own thinking that we recognize when it is just time to pick up the phone or get our butts to a meeting or other recovery fellowship. You do what you must to get where you must be.

A relapse never sneaks up on anyone, although many or most don’t see it until they have the benefit of hindsight. When you aren’t “taking your medicine” you will get sick and it is your responsibility alone to be sure you do what you know you need to. There are certain elements that are absolutes when it comes to sobriety and while everyone has a different relapse prevention plan, it all will always involve avoiding “the first” by any means.