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Step 5
Nov 2, 2009 14:47:05 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 2, 2009 14:47:05 GMT -5
Never looked at myself as lonely. Was in complete denial about this person who was outgoing and thought of herself as a people person. In reality, it was a person looking to belong, looking for acceptance, someone who thought she was different and wanted to be a part of and never feeling like she quite measured up. Always trying to prove herself or thinking that she needed to and it wasn't okay to be her.
As my disease progressed, it took more and more of what ever to make me feel up to where I felt I needed to be. It was a synthetic sense of well being covering up a needy soul. When I get needy, I get greedy. That is just a true in today as it was prior to recovery.
I loved being the center of attention, especially the male variety. When I got that attention, it was generally the wrong kind with the wrong intention. Looking for love in all the wrong places. If I said you had a wonderful body would you hold it against me. You are my man, I am your woman. Country music had songs to express how I felt. I continued to drink to everyone else's health but my own.
Over the years of rejection, abandonment, and pain, I became more and more isolated until I became this introverted person who was an empty shell. Every time I picked up, I gave a piece of me away, and there was not much of me left. By sharing my feelings and my story with others, I was able to see that I wasn't alone. My thoughts were not original and that someone had alreayd lived my story.
Especially like that last line. I often said, "I don't have the answers because I don't know what the quesiton is." It was like I had been searching all of my life and wasn't sure I would know what the answers where when and if I found them.
I played many roles and wore many masks. I was who you wanted me to be. Then I would say the wrong lines and would feel like a failure. How can you fail at something you don't know? How can you know what you never learned? How can you measure up when you don't know what yardstick you are suppose to be measuring with?
Alcohol covered up all those feelings. It was a great coping tool until it stopped working. When it stopped working, my pill intake increased and in the end, I was doing both and still looking for more.
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Step 5
Nov 2, 2009 15:53:13 GMT -5
Post by Marcie on Nov 2, 2009 15:53:13 GMT -5
My sponsor and I just had a talk about some of the reasons we used the drink. I remember, now, in the beginning being, I guess, shy. The real deal was that I didn’t know how to interact with people. I really hated being the wall flower. I wanted to be that girl that everyone rushed to when they walked into a room. But, when I found myself in the lime light, I didn’t like that either. I was not happy or comfortable. I could not accept what my Higher Power created. And then I found alcohol, or it found me. Whichever. After the drink, I became the noisy, shoot, LOUD, girl that craved attention and companionship. After many years of chasing these and making lots of messes, lots of bridges burnt, and many downward spirals, I retreated to my couch and the hole in my soul grew larger and larger.
What I got from my Fifth Step can be read in the 12 & 12. It’s the best description I can give. It’s in the last two paragraphs of Step Five.
I became one with God and man.
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Step 5
Nov 3, 2009 11:36:56 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 3, 2009 11:36:56 GMT -5
Shyness wasn't my problem but lack of confidence was. I was very self-conscious. It was dream about walking into the Legion wearing 3" spiked heeled red shoes, walking a straight line and thinking I am sober. I got a drink at the bar, walked to the table and challenged someone to a game of darts. I was one obnoxious, first class pregnant dog with major attitude. I saw myself for who I had become and could no longer deny my own problem with alcohol. Before it had always been about my dad and my ex-husband.
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Step 5
Nov 4, 2009 8:07:38 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 4, 2009 8:07:38 GMT -5
It generally takes a person a while to be open enough to share. With me, I had a real thirst. Perhaps because it took me so long to find the rooms of recovery and to admit to my disease. As I often say, "AA got me talking and now they can't shut me up." There was so much healing from being open and sharing with others. I went to two meetings a day, sometimes three for the first three years of my recovery. I didn't just to go to AA, I also went to NA, ACoA, Al-Anon, and Nar-Anon. I also did counselling with several people at Family Services and in later years went to a therapist and sexual assault counselling.
It was great to know that I wasn't alone. It was even more rewarding to hear someone share parts of my story. I will never forget the day I heard a woman say that her motto was "Do it with style and grace!" It had been my motto for years. It was even more funny when I looked at how much style I didn't have and how ungraceful I was going through life. It was good to look at myself and laugh and not take myself so seriously. Recovery is serious. If I want to recover I need to focus on me and take that inside journey. That doesn't mean I can't have fun along the way.
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Step 5
Nov 6, 2009 13:44:35 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 6, 2009 13:44:35 GMT -5
Love this paragraph. I had six years in recovery when my doctor sent me to a therapist and she asked me "Why haven't you forgiven yourself?" I remember looking at her strangely and had to pause and think. I finally responded, "Well, I guess I forgot to ask." It seemed as though subconsciously, I hadn't thought myself worthy of it.
For so many years, I had listened to a lot of mental and emotional abuse and took things on and as a result had a lot of false pride, guilt, and shame. I had to determine what was mine and deal with it. I learned that I could change, that I was worthy, and that I had a loving and forgiving God. What I had done and what I had become, wasn't where I had to stay and the doors of recovery were truly opened when I learned to be open and allow the healing to take place. I had buried things so deeply that it took a long time to deal with everything. The more I vocalized and share the true me and how I felt, the more I healed. The more I healed, the more forgiveness I could extend to others and let go of the resentments of my past.
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Step 5
Nov 12, 2009 18:25:01 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 12, 2009 18:25:01 GMT -5
The self-honesty came slowly. It took a long time for me to detox let alone to get to a place where I wanted to change. At the beginning, all I could do was bring the body and the mind followed, all be it slowly.
I had a thirst for information but I stayed sick because I compared instead of identifying. I often had to pray for the willingness to be willing. I got to a year, and didn't know who God was, so I needed time to come to my own understanding and build a trust that He could do what I couldn't.
I went to a lot of discussion meetings. Listened to others, and heard how the program worked for them. Not just topic discussions but Big Book and Step and Tradition discussion meeting too.
I had tried to quit my way for eight years before I came to recovery, so I knew that may way didn't work. It was necessary to be willing to turn things over to the God of my understanding, not just my alcoholism but the characteristics of the person behind the drinking and drugging.
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Step 5
Nov 13, 2009 21:56:25 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 13, 2009 21:56:25 GMT -5
A lot of my healing came from hearing others share their stories and thinking, "I felt that way too." As I worked the Steps and healed, I was able to get more and more honest as to what was truly mine, what was not, things that I had taken on that had been projected onto me or I thought as my role as a daughter, wife, lover, friend, neighbor, mother, etc. were mine. Often there were things I disagreeociation, things that were spoken over the pulpit and came from parents, relatives, etc. who claimed to be in the know and the leading authority. I had to come to realize that how can the always know what was good for me?
How could I know what was good for me when I wasn't in touch with myself? I lived my life through other people, and found my idienty and truth through them or through the ideals that I thought I should live up to. It certainly was dellusional; and because I could never measure up to my or others ideals, I always felt less than.
Many illusions of control kept me sick for a long time. I thought I was in control and yet I was controlled by the substances and the people in my life. Every time I picked up, I gave more and more of me until I was this empty shell who was fragmented, bruised, hurt, and very angry because she didn't know what was wrong.
Not once did I align myself to God and what He wished for my life. I thought I had done right or had followed the rules, the orders, the dictates of law. As I got clean and sober, turned the looking glass inward instead of looking outside of myself, I found the answers.
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Step 5
Nov 14, 2009 18:53:45 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 14, 2009 18:53:45 GMT -5
This reminds me of something that I had forgotten for a long time. A long-timer told me many years ago that guilt can take you back out just as fast as resentment. Not being willing to share our story with another and keeping things buried leaves us with unresolved issues and a sickness that eats up the soul.
My mother was in the hospital in October and the doctor told her to lose weight and if she didn't do it, the next time she ended up in the hospital he couldn't guarantee that she would leave.
She chased some cattle (which was dumb) trying to keep them othe road and had a heart attack. She went into hospital 24th of May and died the 1st of June. She would have been 41 on the 28th of June. I was working in the city and didn't realize how bad she was. It was a real shock and I had a lot of guilt because I wasn't home to look after her and yet it was her who told me to go to the city to get work when I was 17. I was told she was in the hospital so stopped by the hospital on my way home to the farm. Went to the room they told me she was in only to find the bed empty and stripped. I wasn't sure if she had been sent home or moved. A candy stripper sent me to the nurses station where I found that she had died an hour after I had left the city to come home to see her.
When I left there and went to the farm to see my dad I was very angry and was even more so when he didn't seem too upset by her death. I demanded to know why he hadn't told me how bad she was. I know now that I couldn't have done anything but in my grief, I hit out at him not wanting to face my own issues.
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Step 5
Nov 15, 2009 10:32:35 GMT -5
Post by Marcie on Nov 15, 2009 10:32:35 GMT -5
Good Stuff, thanks Caressa!
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Step 5
Nov 15, 2009 12:02:33 GMT -5
Post by Marcie on Nov 15, 2009 12:02:33 GMT -5
Understanding the Fifth Step
In the A.A. Fifth Step, we admit to God, to ourselves and to another person the exact nature of the wrongs we have committed as the result of our character defects. It is one thing to admit these wrongs and defects secretly to ourselves and quite anther to write them down on paper and see them in black and white. It is still more humbling to admit them to another human being. That final admission makes them more real and more painful to us, while, at the same time, removes some of their power.
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Step 5
Nov 19, 2009 13:36:21 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 19, 2009 13:36:21 GMT -5
Sharing with others releases the power and fear. For me, every time I go to a meeting and share, I am working Step Five.
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Step 5
Nov 19, 2009 13:53:12 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 19, 2009 13:53:12 GMT -5
I had to get over the embarrassment and shame I felt about God knowing everything I did and accept His unconditional love and know that He still cared for me and forgave me. I hated the word sin and all knowledge of God made me resentful and I needed to make an amend to God. For me in today, SIN means "Soul In Need."
By sharing with others, I could bring things into the light and allow the healing to occur. It started by writing things down, but to get true healing and to allow me to truly let go and let God, I needed to share, know that I was not alone, that I wasn't the only one, and that my dis-ease that made me uncomfortable in my own skin, could be changed by continuing to work the rest of the Steps.
As it says here, I took God for granted. Most of the time, because of the guilt of my old tapes, the last thng I wanted to do was face God. I had to find that loving, caring and forgiving God that I found in the rooms of recovery.
If I haven't share with others, I would have stayed in my own denial. I wouldn't have been able to find the true honesty I needed in order to recover. I can justify and rationalize anything, and it took a lot of truth from sponsors and long-timers to see my own truth.
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Step 5
Nov 25, 2009 9:30:46 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 25, 2009 9:30:46 GMT -5
To me this is the whole crux of the matter! Two of my biggest defects of character where self-justification and rationalization. I can talk myself into anything I want to believe.
When there is just me, there is no one to disagree with me. To receive any enlightenment, I had to go to meeting, not only share but to listen to others. Often when i picked up the phone and verbalized my thoughts, I could hear myself talking and was able to detect the insanity I was in at the moment, the self-pity, the rsentment, etc. When those thoughts were bounding around and hitting the walls of my small brain, I would get a lot of echos and often misconscrewed what was really going on and missing the direction that I needed to take.
I had to learn to discriminate and learn what was good for me. What was good for others may not be good for me. It was when I took things to my God, I could find my own truth. As a relationship developed with my Higher Power, I learned to trust that He/She would put the people, place or thing I needed to be there when I needed them.
God and I are still working on things a day at a time. I know that more will be revealed. Many times, what I thought was my truth changed! Things that were good for me at one time, may no longer serve me in the moment. It is only through this Step that I get the self-honesty needed to do the next two Steps.
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Step 5
Nov 28, 2009 11:51:05 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Nov 28, 2009 11:51:05 GMT -5
My first inventory was done with the sponsor I had at the time. I chose her because she was an addiction counselor in recovery. When we separated due to my moving and her life getting busy, I ended up getting counseling with Family Services. I would go in for an hour, bring up issues, talk about them, come back the next week with them all processed, and start the cycle again. I went to deal with different issues and had different counselors although some I had twice. I later went to Women's Center for Sexual Assault Counseling.
I had a very open relationship with most of my sponsors. I didn't think I would ever tell another living soul. It is such a peace when the heavy burden is lifted. It is so enlightening when you know you are not the only one who ever thought or acted that way. I had one sponsor look at me and said, "Did you think that? I thought I was the only one!" I can't even remember what 'it' was now. It is of no consequence. "Things" just lose their power to hurt and fester when you bring them out of the darkness and into the light. Mind you, I did have a sponsor who I felt heard things in 'both' ears and was funneled through her mouth. She wasn't my sponsor very long.
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Step 5
Dec 5, 2009 2:55:51 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Dec 5, 2009 2:55:51 GMT -5
One of the things that really helped me was told to me by another one of those great long-timers who went before me:- There should be no time between a Third Step and a Fourth Step. There can be a time between your Fourth and Fifth Step. I depends on how long you want to hang onto your past and how quickly do you want the freedom of sobriety.
It is my firm belief that sobriety only comes after the Fifth Step. I may have stayed sober, but true sobriety didn't manifest itself until I got rid of the wreckage of my past. The freedom of recovery happened for me when I did my Fifth.
I have heard several people say they left pieces with different people. Some have told complete strangers, while others only felt comfortable with someone they had gotten to know well. I did my first one with my sponsor of the moment. I later went for outside help to deal with issues other than alcohol and drugs. Also, issues that lead to the use of the drugs and alcohol and I found that AA/NA's role was not that of a doctor and I needed professional help.
I feel that we do a Fifth Step every time we go to a meeting and share our experience, strength, and hope. When we do one on one with a still suffering alcoholic and/or addict, we share a little bit of ourselves so they know that they are not alone and that we have been there too. Nothing I ever did that I thought what was so horrific and unable to be disclosed, was new to me. I was not unique. Someone had already been there. I have heard my story twice, almost word for word in portions and yet our drug of choice was not the same. The drug is but a symptom of my disease. Those things that were just so big, became small in the light of day.
As it says here, I saw God working in my life. Putting people in my path, opening doors to change and to trust. Developing a faith that the program would work for me. I saw it at work, healing me and although I was generally the last to notice it within myself, I saw it in others.
This is a disease of perception. When I share with another person, it puts a new light on things and I can see them as they are not as I would have them be. When I first came into recovery and talked to my youngest sister, you wouldn't know that we were raised in the same dysfunctional family. I could relate more to the sister in the middle and yet all three of us had a different perspective and came from separate places when we viewed our past. I was the only one who became an alcoholic and drug addict. One has mental disorders and the other is codependent and lives her life through others, although they both shared that they thought if they had seriously picked up a drink, they thought that they would drink alcoholically. Because of our dad's disease, they chose not to go that route. I left home at 17 and they were 13 and 14, so they were around more of his drinking and were more affected by it in their early years. I only saw my father drunk twice before I left home, only to return to become his drinking buddy.
There are some who say it is in the genes and to some extent it may be so, but not in all cases. I firmly believe we are products of our environment. As my using escalated, my circumstances changed and my values lowered.
To be continued...
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Step 5
Dec 6, 2009 18:50:53 GMT -5
Post by caressa on Dec 6, 2009 18:50:53 GMT -5
As they say, we do recover when one addict share with another. Those feeling of being alone, of not being a good as, of being different lessen and often fade away in the company of people who finally understand us.
Whether it is a group of drug addicts, a group of drunks, a group of dependent people on others to fullfil their happiness, group of people who look for that something outside of themselves to fill the emptiness they felt inside, is filled with the love and fellowship of the rooms and they can see God working in their lives and that of others.
Many times I should have been dead and yet here I was to share my story with others. God had a purpose for me. Like the principle of Traditon Five, to carry the message to the addict who still suffers, I need to share my story with others in order to recover. To take down the barriers and allow myself to heal. To heal I needed to work the rest of the Steps. Guilt has taken so many people back out there. It is just as big an offender as resentment. When we work this Step, we can let go of the guilt and learn to accept our life as it is and be grateful for the chance to change and recover.
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Step 5
May 14, 2011 17:10:41 GMT -5
Post by caressa on May 14, 2011 17:10:41 GMT -5
You are reading from the book The Language of Letting Go
Honesty
Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.
—Step Five of Al-Anon
Talking openly and honestly to another person about ourselves, in an attitude that reflects self-responsibility, is critical to recovery.
It's important to admit what we have done wrong to others and to ourselves. Verbalize our beliefs and our behaviors. Get our resentments and fears out in the open.
That's how we release our pain. That's how we release old beliefs and feelings. That's how we are set free. The more clear and specific we can be with our Higher Power, ourselves, and another person, the more quickly we will experience that freedom.
Step Five is an important part of the recovery process. For those of us who have learned to keep secrets from others, and ourselves it is not just a step - it is a leap toward becoming healthy.
Today I will remember that it's okay to talk about the issues that bother me. It is by sharing my issues that I will grow beyond them. I will also remember that it's okay to be selective about those in whom I confide. I can trust my instincts and choose someone who will not use my disclosures against me, and who will give me healthy feedback.
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Step 5
May 14, 2011 17:12:48 GMT -5
Post by caressa on May 14, 2011 17:12:48 GMT -5
I know this is a reading, but seeing as it references Step Five, I posted it here. Step Four is about finding faith and letting go of fear. Step Five is about trust and honesty. No one can help me if I keep things a secret. I am only as sick as my secrets.
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Step 5
Aug 28, 2015 13:31:40 GMT -5
Post by majestyjo on Aug 28, 2015 13:31:40 GMT -5
Just For Today August 28
The Light Of Exposure
“These defects grow in the dark and die in the light of exposure.” Basic Text p.31
The Fifth Step asks us to share our true nature with God, with ourselves, and with another human being. It doesn’t encourage us to tell everyone every little secret about ourselves. It doesn’t ask us to disclose to the whole world every shameful or frightening thought we’ve ever had. Step Five simply suggests that our secrets cause us more harm than good when we keep them completely to ourselves.
If we give in to our reluctance to reveal our true nature to even one human being, the secret side of our lives becomes more powerful. And when the secrets are in control, they drive a wedge between ourselves, our Higher Power, and the things we value most about our recovery.
When we share our secret selves in confidence with at least one human being-our sponsor, perhaps, or a close friend-this person usually doesn’t reject us. We disclose ourselves to someone else and are rewarded with their acceptance. When this happens, we realize that honest sharing is not life-threatening; the secrets have lost their power over us.
Just for today: I can disarm the secrets in my life by sharing them with one human being.
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Step 5
Aug 23, 2017 20:06:08 GMT -5
Post by majestyjo on Aug 23, 2017 20:06:08 GMT -5
Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions
Step Five - "Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs."
But of the things which really bother and burn us, we say nothing. Certain distressing or humiliating memories, we tell ourselves, ought not be shared with anyone. These will remain our secret. Not a soul must ever know. We hope they'll go to the grave with us.
pp. 55-56
We need to bring things out of the darkness, into the light. We are only as sick as our secrets. We don't heal and get well, until we uncover the garbage within, be it real or imagined. This is a disease of perception. I thought things were my fault. On perusal, I found it wasn't so. I didn't have the power, especially as a child.
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