What a difference a meeting can make. I am much better. I think I am really an alcoholic. Thanks to this program I can see the precursor of the actual addictive obsession in the form of previously identified short-comings. And thanks to the Higher Power for providing a solution once I recognize those warning flags. Now, if I can just persuade myself to go to bed.
Archive for October 16, 2008
Endigar 107
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Addiction, Alcoholism, Journal, Life, Personal, Recovery, Spirituality on October 16, 2008 by endigarEnidigar 106
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Addiction, Alcoholism, Journal, Life, Personal, Recovery, Spirituality on October 16, 2008 by endigarI am saying all the right words because, I know all the right words to say. I am going to perform an autopsy on my thoughts, looking for the cause of death. Why do I feel dead today?
What if I am a fake me…a phony Rick? What if the evaluation was true, even if it was not accurate?
I ate breakfast with my slave yesterday, then ate secondansies with my Father. I wrote Endigar 105, and became dizzy. My ears began to ring as if sirens where going off. I began to suffer from vertigo, so that I found it difficult to walk. I retreated to my room to lie down. The bed was spinning. Cold sweat. I slept some, but awoke in no better of a condition. I vomited several times. And then it began to clear up. I was ok.
I couldn’t sleep. I slept for a couple of hours. Played Dungeon Siege II throughout the night. I wrote a thank-you letter to the Senator. I talked to my recruiter and he let me know that the second part of my physical had been put off until the 22nd.
I talked to my sponsee, hoping that listening to his problems would get me “out of my head.” Not working. I will go to a meeting.
But right now, I am not very happy. I am quietly angry, with me. And I still feel slightly sick. When I try to lie down, my neck hurts. I cannot seem to relax.
I wear myself out. My sponsor would probably want me to trace back to something I did that robbed my serenity. Or didn’t do. I hate living that way. That is all I did under the stewardship of religion – second guess myself.