A Perfect Storm – of Inconvenience
June 21st, 2008 | 
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Glad to see you’re back! And proud of you for not giving up, whatever it was. Will you be available for a late lunch, early dinner Mon.?
So does this mean your computer issues are fixed now? It’s good to see you posting again.
Congratulations, starting anew with a new sponsor. Glad that’s helping. I hope your depression demons are somewhat more under control than they were.
My ability to get drugs was the last thing to go in my life. I didn’t really stop until I could not get them anymore and the actual decision to quit as opposed to stop came a little later on (about a month). I only mention this because at the time I was cognizant of the fact that I was incredibly focused and very successful in that focus. However, the utterly rational concept that my excellent focus was only making me more and more miserable was not a connection I could make at the time. That came later and very, very slowly.
After reading your post and thinking about that I am left pondering the value of perseverance. Does it take me too far out of the moment or enable me to find it?
Though I knew not that you were sick i am glad to hear you are better. How’s that kitty?
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Late lunch, early dinner is great! Love you Steph. And thank you Java. Much better. Much, much better.
I’ve been battling upper resp. virus for a couple weeks now, as have most of my colleagues at work. So I know how it can get you down. It’s difficult to have a positive mental framework when you just don’t feel well. I hope life will take a more pleasant turn for you soon.
i had no idea you were sick on top of everything else…a random text message, perhaps? i have it on good authority that i am part of the “inner circle,” and have given the width and breadth of space that i feel necessary, but am feeling a great deal of withdrawal pains.
glad you have rebuilt the machine, glad you are feeling better, and mainly, am glad you did not give up. thank God.
So what would “giving up” look like? It’s sort of a rhetorical question, of course, but I always think it’s helpful to realize that even if we decided to give up, it usually wouldn’t make much difference. Eventually, we get up to pee, to get that drink of water, or because we’re hungry or we just have to know what’s going on in the world.
In your case, I know you won’t turn your back on another alcoholic. In there, I believe, you have found your greatest resilience.