- Sep 17, 2004
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I just got home from a trip to my daughter's, in Michigan. This is going to be long, but bear with me. As most of you know, I am in IOP at a treatment facility. I planned this trip for months. Pennsylvania, where I live, has really strict alcohol laws, and beer, wine and liquor are NOT available in regular stores, just specialty stores. Michigan and Ohio have alcohol in every stinking store. You can't swing a dead cat in the 7-11s there without hitting a bottle of alcohol.
I knew this going into my trip, and promised my sponsor and my IOP group that I would attend meetings in Michigan, and meant it at the time. BUT, I did not go to one stinking meeting while I was away.
I stayed sober. I did not drink. I looked, priced, drooled, and even contemplated buying a bottle, but did not.
I had to help my daughter the first few days I was there, as she is very pregnant and her husband had surgery, and my granddaughter is 22 months old. When I finally had a chance to breath, I checked the AA meeting schedule there, and the closest meetings had already taken place over the weekend. Then, I thought about it, and I realized that I really did not want to go through the hassles of telling my daughter and son-in-law that I needed to get to a meeting.
This is honestly not about my pride. It is about my daughter's ignorance and lack of empathy and compassion. She is a devout Christian, but she suffers terribly from a critical spirit, and she has no clue about addictions or alcoholism in terms of the disease concept. She views them as weaknesses and has the deluded belief that a good Christian would not have a struggle with alcohol, and should not need the help of unbelievers in AA to stay sober.
I honestly did not feel like dealing with that attitude, or argument. I weighed the pros and cons of not going to meetings and decided that NOT dealing with my daughter's critical spirit was better than getting my butt kicked by my sponsor, IOP group and therapist.
Now, I am an exhausted mess. I left my daughter's in Michigan at 9:00 a.m. I picked up my son in Pittsburgh at 4:30 p.m. I was 20 minutes from home when a bad accident stopped all traffic on the PA Turnpike, and I ended up sitting for over an hour. What should have taken 11-12 hours at the most ended up taking me over 15 hours.
I must get to a meeting in the morning, and talk to my sponsor.
I just needed to dump and get rid of the squirrels.
Trish
I knew this going into my trip, and promised my sponsor and my IOP group that I would attend meetings in Michigan, and meant it at the time. BUT, I did not go to one stinking meeting while I was away.
I stayed sober. I did not drink. I looked, priced, drooled, and even contemplated buying a bottle, but did not.
I had to help my daughter the first few days I was there, as she is very pregnant and her husband had surgery, and my granddaughter is 22 months old. When I finally had a chance to breath, I checked the AA meeting schedule there, and the closest meetings had already taken place over the weekend. Then, I thought about it, and I realized that I really did not want to go through the hassles of telling my daughter and son-in-law that I needed to get to a meeting.
This is honestly not about my pride. It is about my daughter's ignorance and lack of empathy and compassion. She is a devout Christian, but she suffers terribly from a critical spirit, and she has no clue about addictions or alcoholism in terms of the disease concept. She views them as weaknesses and has the deluded belief that a good Christian would not have a struggle with alcohol, and should not need the help of unbelievers in AA to stay sober.
I honestly did not feel like dealing with that attitude, or argument. I weighed the pros and cons of not going to meetings and decided that NOT dealing with my daughter's critical spirit was better than getting my butt kicked by my sponsor, IOP group and therapist.
Now, I am an exhausted mess. I left my daughter's in Michigan at 9:00 a.m. I picked up my son in Pittsburgh at 4:30 p.m. I was 20 minutes from home when a bad accident stopped all traffic on the PA Turnpike, and I ended up sitting for over an hour. What should have taken 11-12 hours at the most ended up taking me over 15 hours.
I must get to a meeting in the morning, and talk to my sponsor.
I just needed to dump and get rid of the squirrels.
Trish