My sweet blogger friend Marcia left this perfect comment yesterday.
"sometimes, when normies jump off the train, other normies will run up to them and say, "why didn't you DO something?" not realizing that jumping was the last and most difficult thing TO do."
Ain't it the truth?
I lead a big ass newcomer meeting last night and then sought out a couple of young people Andrews age, Kevens age....oh about the median age of a lot of your kids out there, and told them to give their Mama a break. One young man said he didn't have a Mama that she died when he was eleven years old. I told him he had probably sucked that free pass dry and that I knew there was some woman out there crying about his selfish ass. He said "yeah, my Aunt Linda." OK then, give Aunt Linda a break. They all know my story and we are peers so we can speak to each other this way. An addict will listen to another addict. This is part of the magic of our beautiful program. I also gave them each a bag of candy because they sit on the front row and a lot of their peers in this particular indigent type re-hab make fun of people who sit on the front row so I try to make it worth their while. Once I offered ciggaretts to front row sitters but a near riot broke out so I've changed to candy. These are street addicts and you just have to meet them where they are in life. When I go to high dollar re-habs a speak a whole lot different to the new comer.
Oh people...I've really been spouting off for the last few days. We are all the same in so many ways aren't we? Trying to figure out a way to have some happiness in each of our days, trying to keep our families together, fed, nourished and happy. I am so grateful to be free from the burden of active addiction. There are times when I'm just so weary of it all. I get so tired of new twitching, angry, beat down drug addicts and their families. Then I get a good nights sleep and see all the pain and God gently reminds me that once upon a time strangers in a fellowship that I knew nothing about, reached out to me and showed me the steps that lead me face to face with a mighty God who replaced the fear and pain with joy and purpose. So I grab little sacks of candy and get in my car and ask God to give me something to say that will reach one person so that I can lay my head down at the end of it all and hope that I've pleased God.