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Soberbyker's Recovery
Story
Hi, I'm a grateful
recovering Alcoholic/Addict by the name of Bill. I like living Sober!!! Couldn't
always say that. You see, I don't know WHY I got sober but I know why I STAY
sober. I stay sober because life sober is so much easier then the lying,
cheating, deceitful life I used to live. It's nice to be able to walk down
the street, see someone I recognize, and not wonder if I should say hello
or run. I had become a very violent nasty person in my addiction. My addiction
took me places I wouldn't send my worst enemies to. My drug of choice was
whatever was there. I was a garbage head. I hated everyone and everything,
and I had no problem in showing my displeasure with the world. I had become
a paranoid recluse toward the end of my addiction and tried to kill myself.
I didn't have the balls to go through with it though, so instead I took it
out on my neighborhood. I shot the place up. As a result of this intelligent
behavior I ended up in a rehab. Now I wasn't a stranger to addictions, I
come from an addicted family. I used to blame them for my addiction, but
I know better now. They too had problems, but that's their story. Getting
back to my story, I was very lucky that I ended up in rehab instead of jail,
although at the time lucky was not something I felt. In fact I didn't feel
a whole lot of anything other than anger. I spent most of my addiction running
from feeling but I could never run fast enough for it always caught up. In
the rehab, I subconsciously learned that I could never use again. I somehow
found my way (or was it the HP kicking and dragging me) to some meetings
when I got out of rehab. I hated it, but for some reason I kept going. I
went for 2 years before I ever said anything to anyone other than Hello or
See ya. Deep down I knew I finally found a place where I belonged. There
were people there who were just like me, no matter how different we were
on the outside. I took a coffee commitment at my home group and that got
the ball rolling. People would come up to me and THANK me for making the
coffee. It was cool, people were not so bad anymore. I started to feel good
about myself. I went to a meeting a day for at least 6 years. I don't go
to as many now but I still go. I have been enjoying recovery since July 13,
1986, One Day At A Time. When you hear people say "beyond your wildest dreams"
they're not talking about money and material things, they're talking about
feeling good about yourself, about being released from the prison between
your ears, about living not just existing, and they're talking about being
a decent person not only to others, but to yourself. I met my wife in the rooms and recovery has given me a chance to be a good husband to my wife and a good father to my step daughter.(my wife and I are no longer together, when I wrote this we were) Today I am the best me I am willing to be. Recovery has given me a choice on how I act and feel. Part of my daily prayer includes a little something I read in a Dennis the Menace comic strip "...and help me to be good, even when I don't feel up to it". Today, I can hold my
head up and say "I'm a grateful recovering Alcoholic/Addict, my names Bill
thanks for letting me share."
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