A Vision for You …
Never could we recapture the great moments of the past. There was an insistent yearning to enjoy life as we once did and a heartbreaking obsession that some new miracle of control would enable us to do it. There was always one more failure.
Momentarily we did – then would come oblivion and the awful awakening to face the Hideous Four Horsemen – Terror, Bewilderment, Frustration, Despair.
Unhappy drinkers who read this will understand !
This chapter is one of my favorites. Because at the end, this chapter tells us what we really need to know, before we look into our sober bank, and think about helping others.
It came for me late in the game, this realization. And it took some one much more sober than I was to point it out to me. And I learned the lesson.
Did you know that when we drank the Four Horsemen followed us around, without us ever noticing them, until we took that last drink. Looking back …
Did you also know that the Four Horsemen, follow us around in sobriety as well ?
Shit does not only happen to us while we drank. Shit happens when we get sober too.
And if I am Honest, when shit happened to me in sobriety, not many sober people wanted to know me, help me, or give me any kind of support, one way or another.
You never know when it is going to hit you. That one Event, That one Tragedy, That one Serious Illness, or That Next Drink.
They never warned me that sobriety could be so difficult.
I know, in the past, that I had known several women, in the rooms, who hit the shit storm, and had to muddle their way through ALONE.
Let’s just say that, after the way that people treated me, over the past year, I am a bit more harsh on people. I am a bit more Honest with my words and warnings.
I’ve spent the past fifteen years and eight months of my sobriety listening to people talk. I’ve watched them act. I’ve watched them go back out.
Some returned, many did not.
You think that what I have to say means something other than a warning to:
NOT DO THAT YOURSELF ???
If people put so much meaning into what I write or what I say, you’d think, that everybody would be long sober now.
If words mean everything, and we should taste our words before we SPIT THEM OUT, do you think that I did not think through every word I have written here over the past fifteen years?
This running record of sobriety AND my life experience is the greatest wealth of information someone suffering from the disease of alcoholism may ever read.
If we are not honest with people about everything, and if we sugar coat our words and always say YES to everyone and not rock the boat, and we let our friends continue to do stupid things, then what are we getting sober for ?
If we do not share the messages of HOPE as well as the Messages of WARNINGS, then what do we have to give?
Sobriety is not pretty. It does get ugly. And Sober people can be assholes.
I know this is true. When the four horsemen visited me on that one day that I fell to the ground and sobbed on my knees, a long sober man called me irrational and a child.
Everybody continues to blow smoke up his ass to this day, and every time I see one of those people, they stay well away from me !
I’m tired of being the pretty gay boy who loves everyone and never says the word NO to anyone. I’m tired of having to eat shit from people who turned their backs on me.
I sat in one particular room for a solid year, talking, begging, for someone to step up and help me. Not One Soul Stepped up and Helped me.
People who are long sober, look at me and say nothing.
That’s the God’s honest Truth.
Sobriety is worth every penny you invest in it. Sobriety is NOT a cake walk. Sobriety is not pretty, when it really gets UGLY. And not every sober person wants to be your friend.
People look at me and think I AM CRAZY ??? That nothing I have to say to them matters, and that the way I work my program is stupid and unnecessary ?
The Second time you really have to work for it.
I will tell you that the first time around there was a boy who could not string a week together. And for FOUR YEARS he was stuck in that revolving door. I could not figure out why he could not “Get It.”
And you know, I had to go back out MYSELF, to understand the SLIP properly.
So you think that I waste my time writing here and talking to the air night after night, and you think that what I say is wrong or rude or inappropriate ?
UNBECOMING a SOBER member of A.A. ??
I worked my ass off from day one. I did EVERY single thing I was told to do, EVERYTHING.
- I got a home group
- I did service
- I made coffee and set up tables and chairs
- I went to thousands of meetings
- I worked Steps and More Steps and More Steps Over and Over
- I went back to university at age 36 and got TWO degrees
- I got Married in Sobriety
- I lived 23 years longer than I was supposed to Living with AIDS
- I am still alive today
- And I hit FIFTY years old last month
I fucking worked my ass off. And I talk about people, who cannot be bothered to even lift their little finger to get sober. Who moan about God and the Steps and Spirituality.
Oh For Fucks sake … Read the God damned Book
More to the point READ HOW IT WORKS and tell me if you understand the concept of HONESTY ????
People from other places told me, front and center, that if I did not work my ass off, that sobriety would mean nothing and that I would not learn one God damned thing.
If I did not WORK. And PRAY. And Serve. And Give.
I did that for years and years, and what did I get for that effort ? NADA !
I have a handful of good friends. I can count them on two hands.
I sponsor people, who care about me. I don’t waste my time with takers and users.
Time is precious. And sobriety is precious.
If you are not willing to do the work, then don’t waste my time.
The Four Horsemen are always there. And keeping them away is a full-time job.
TERROR – BEWILDERMENT – FRUSTRATION – DESPAIR