Post by caressa on Oct 23, 2004 5:12:53 GMT -5
Some how this day got turned around, more so than usual. I am very glad I made it to a meeting. The subject was Step Two and certainly typifies what is going on in my life.
It is normal to do a one on one with someone on the phone from 10:30 to 11 p.m. Do a one on one with someone on Yahoo messenger, and just sign off when a sponsee calls me on the phone at 1:30 a.m. and I hang up with her just as a friend calls me from Alberta and talks to me on MSN Messenger and I am talking to her my good friend who I had gone to the meeting with earlier tonight calls me because she woke up at 4 a.m. and needed to share.
I think I need to accept the fact that I am on the night shift and try not to fight it. I was never a morning person at the best of times. To top it off my son showed up at my door at 1:30 p.m. totally stoned and manged to walk in the door, open my bed chesterfield and pass out. This is two weeks in a row he has not made it home because mother's place was closer. I think a few words will be in order in the morning. No sense talking tonight, you can't talk to a stoned drunk.
My sponsee asked me how I felt about this. I said sometimes guilty because he had a good teacher, angry because he is disrespecting my place, and powerless because there is nothing I can do until such a time as he chooses recovery for himself.
Each day is a new beginning, so have a great one!
Sobriety is peace of mind and I am grateful that through all this I could stay centered and help others.
It is normal to do a one on one with someone on the phone from 10:30 to 11 p.m. Do a one on one with someone on Yahoo messenger, and just sign off when a sponsee calls me on the phone at 1:30 a.m. and I hang up with her just as a friend calls me from Alberta and talks to me on MSN Messenger and I am talking to her my good friend who I had gone to the meeting with earlier tonight calls me because she woke up at 4 a.m. and needed to share.
I think I need to accept the fact that I am on the night shift and try not to fight it. I was never a morning person at the best of times. To top it off my son showed up at my door at 1:30 p.m. totally stoned and manged to walk in the door, open my bed chesterfield and pass out. This is two weeks in a row he has not made it home because mother's place was closer. I think a few words will be in order in the morning. No sense talking tonight, you can't talk to a stoned drunk.
My sponsee asked me how I felt about this. I said sometimes guilty because he had a good teacher, angry because he is disrespecting my place, and powerless because there is nothing I can do until such a time as he chooses recovery for himself.
Each day is a new beginning, so have a great one!
Sobriety is peace of mind and I am grateful that through all this I could stay centered and help others.