I was going to multi-quote and respond (or rather, pick apart/split hairs :tongue to the discourse so far, but it would take up a page and not be that comprehensible. Just know that I am here reading and absorbing as much as I can. I will, however, reiterate some the the points in my OP that might not have stuck, now that we're on page two - which is impressive for me - I don't think I've created a thread (other than my story in the fiction forum) that has warranted such response.
What makes it all the worse is that I moved back to my parents' home eight years ago in the face of 1) my financial straits and 2) after the death of my dad two years earlier, to give my mother some much needed support. Keep in mind during all this is that I'm still closeted, despite having the luxury of having an older sister who broke the ice and came out to the family as homosexual. Needless to say, I haven't been much support. Guess it's the stubborn Taurus in me...
Anyway, in my second meeting last night, I recognized one of the oldtimers as a former co-worker, from a local hardware store I worked at in my late teens. An affable gent, I had always liked the guy and was surprised to see him there. As is sometimes the case, the folks struggling with addictions are some in the community you wouldn't suspect.
After the meeting, he said something that had me nearly in tears, sitting in my car in the parking lot five minutes later. Keep in mind folks, that where I might have gotten misty eyed at times over the years, I haven't even let go to cry at my dad's funeral 10 years ago, or even years before that.
"Danny, you're looking for the silver bullet for all your problems. It ain't out there, son. Take from these meetings what you can and leave the rest. It will all add up soon, to a direction you can take yourself."
I hear what has been said about the "higher power" in this thread so far, which has correlated with what many folks in the two meetings have said after I expressed my concerns during my turn at the roundtable. Be it a tree, the ocean, the group I was sitting with, whatever - that higher power doesn't have to conform to anything but what means something to me.
If it means something... when only getting buzzed after work/hammered on the weekends and cranking my stereo to worship dumbass rock n roll (and the requisite sex n drugs) in all its forms has meant anything after all these years...
As I preview this post before posting, I see a couple more replies have come in. Simcha, I must have been stoned :tongue: - it didn't occur to me to look for a Marijuana Anonymous.
And thanks to everyone thus far. Going back tonight. More to say later tonight or tomorrow.
My therapist was taking the tack of "Go to a meeting. ANY meeting. Discard the thought for now of the distinction between alcohol and pot, and think of addiction and support in general." That was what tipped it in for me....but under the advice of my recently sought-out therapist, I needed to hit some sort of 12-step program while the idea was fresh in my head.
I have looked at alternatives to AA - many hours spent over the last two weeks. My predilection towards AA was also tipped in by the following:At the advice of my therapist, I looked into other programs similar to the 12-step method, such as the SMART Recovery program - but something told me that the popularity of AA might be a better choice.
I didn't have much contact with my aunt in my adult years, as I made the fatal mistake of shutting out my immediate family over the years in the face of my shame of being homosexual.I should also mention here that my mother's sister was a prominent member of our community, as a APN nurse in the alcoholic ward of our local hospital for almost 30 years. She passed away in '03, and I really wish she was still here with us now. Seeing the light in people's faces when I dropped her name in the meeting last night was heartening, especially in those faces of the oldtimers.
What makes it all the worse is that I moved back to my parents' home eight years ago in the face of 1) my financial straits and 2) after the death of my dad two years earlier, to give my mother some much needed support. Keep in mind during all this is that I'm still closeted, despite having the luxury of having an older sister who broke the ice and came out to the family as homosexual. Needless to say, I haven't been much support. Guess it's the stubborn Taurus in me...
Anyway, in my second meeting last night, I recognized one of the oldtimers as a former co-worker, from a local hardware store I worked at in my late teens. An affable gent, I had always liked the guy and was surprised to see him there. As is sometimes the case, the folks struggling with addictions are some in the community you wouldn't suspect.
After the meeting, he said something that had me nearly in tears, sitting in my car in the parking lot five minutes later. Keep in mind folks, that where I might have gotten misty eyed at times over the years, I haven't even let go to cry at my dad's funeral 10 years ago, or even years before that.
"Danny, you're looking for the silver bullet for all your problems. It ain't out there, son. Take from these meetings what you can and leave the rest. It will all add up soon, to a direction you can take yourself."
I hear what has been said about the "higher power" in this thread so far, which has correlated with what many folks in the two meetings have said after I expressed my concerns during my turn at the roundtable. Be it a tree, the ocean, the group I was sitting with, whatever - that higher power doesn't have to conform to anything but what means something to me.
If it means something... when only getting buzzed after work/hammered on the weekends and cranking my stereo to worship dumbass rock n roll (and the requisite sex n drugs) in all its forms has meant anything after all these years...
As I preview this post before posting, I see a couple more replies have come in. Simcha, I must have been stoned :tongue: - it didn't occur to me to look for a Marijuana Anonymous.
And thanks to everyone thus far. Going back tonight. More to say later tonight or tomorrow.