And it isn't even winter yet!!
I sit comfortably on my bed, my cat (Ricky) curled up at my feet and I think of the many things I need to do around my apartment. I won't list them. I've got it all on my computer. But that in itself doesn't get them done.
I did a few things today, some not listed because I only discovered them by doing the other stuff. Still, I surprised myself of how... nice? things looked.However small it was.
Perhaps the cynicism and/or disillusionment I spoke of previously has jaded my view of what needs doing. Probably more of a case of motivation. Or even, procrastination.
Yup, that sounds like an applicable tenet for me! Yet, I know it is really a matter of motivation. It all needs to be done, but when I look at it, I feel quite overwhelmed.
I have a book on cleaning & decluttering in my iPoop here. I can't seem to even find the motivation to open the danged thing up! Well, it isn't going to get read or looked at as long as I continue to tap away on this here screen. So...
Keep The Faith, eh!
2019/10/23
2019/10/19
Cynical & Disillusioned
I have pulled back from all service. All meaning ALL. The closest I come to any type of service is to simply show up at a meeting. Mind you, I still seem to be opening and closing my Thursday night meeting, but that is mostly because I am first to arrive and last to leave because I don't want to wait outside for my bus, so...
Why have I pulled back? One, because my sponsor made a very strong suggestion to do so and just focus on my own recovery. Two, because he, another member and myself saw/realized that I had become cynical about service and I was also disillusioned with things that were occurring in my Area.
Cases in point:
> My history with service in my Area seems to make me a "target" for answers. "Ask Robb. He'll know!" I don't want to be the go-to guy. I heard a few times that this is a We program, not an I one. Thus, I became (am!) cynical about it all.
> I have seen and heard of things happening at groups that have, well... disgusted me.
- One group banned a member because of violent behavior. This flies in the face of Tradition 3 and its tenet of having but one requirement for membership. If they had an issue, it would have been a simple matter of contacting the facility or the police. But, to not allow someone into a meeting?
- Another group (& this is a tough one for me to argue) will not allow someone to celebrate clean time if they are on drug replacement therapy (DRT). Yeah, we talk about "substitute one drug for another", but DRT is controlled by a doctor and prescribed by a doctor. I can understand not allowing a member on a DRT to not hold a service position, but if they are working the Steps, have a home group and a sponsor... well, that defines clean time to me.
Blah blah blah. And yadda. The recovery I have been taught and live today works. For me. It is truly unfortunate that I have the viewpoints I do, but they are mine! I haven't spoken to anyone in my local Fellowship about this, even tho' a couple of members have (once again) elicited my 'opinion' on both of my examples.
Yes, I am cynical. Yes, I am disillusioned. With it all, because of it all. Heck, I don't even share at meetings anymore just to ensure that those two things that currently reside in me do not come spewing forth.
"Opinions are like assholes. We all have them and some of them stink."
Do mine? Perhaps, but I do feel a strong belief in them and a passion. So, I will simply continue my merry way down this path I now tread and try desperately to not commit a homicide in the meantime! 😜
Keep The Faith*
[Edit] I went to two celebrations today. The first was a 35 year celebration. The second was for a 1 year! I haven't done two meetings in a day in like, forever.
They showed me that recovery does work!
And the fun thing was that they happened at the same groups I mentioned above! Ain't that a treat!!
Why have I pulled back? One, because my sponsor made a very strong suggestion to do so and just focus on my own recovery. Two, because he, another member and myself saw/realized that I had become cynical about service and I was also disillusioned with things that were occurring in my Area.
Cases in point:
> My history with service in my Area seems to make me a "target" for answers. "Ask Robb. He'll know!" I don't want to be the go-to guy. I heard a few times that this is a We program, not an I one. Thus, I became (am!) cynical about it all.
> I have seen and heard of things happening at groups that have, well... disgusted me.
- One group banned a member because of violent behavior. This flies in the face of Tradition 3 and its tenet of having but one requirement for membership. If they had an issue, it would have been a simple matter of contacting the facility or the police. But, to not allow someone into a meeting?
- Another group (& this is a tough one for me to argue) will not allow someone to celebrate clean time if they are on drug replacement therapy (DRT). Yeah, we talk about "substitute one drug for another", but DRT is controlled by a doctor and prescribed by a doctor. I can understand not allowing a member on a DRT to not hold a service position, but if they are working the Steps, have a home group and a sponsor... well, that defines clean time to me.
Blah blah blah. And yadda. The recovery I have been taught and live today works. For me. It is truly unfortunate that I have the viewpoints I do, but they are mine! I haven't spoken to anyone in my local Fellowship about this, even tho' a couple of members have (once again) elicited my 'opinion' on both of my examples.
Yes, I am cynical. Yes, I am disillusioned. With it all, because of it all. Heck, I don't even share at meetings anymore just to ensure that those two things that currently reside in me do not come spewing forth.
"Opinions are like assholes. We all have them and some of them stink."
Do mine? Perhaps, but I do feel a strong belief in them and a passion. So, I will simply continue my merry way down this path I now tread and try desperately to not commit a homicide in the meantime! 😜
Keep The Faith*
[Edit] I went to two celebrations today. The first was a 35 year celebration. The second was for a 1 year! I haven't done two meetings in a day in like, forever.
They showed me that recovery does work!
And the fun thing was that they happened at the same groups I mentioned above! Ain't that a treat!!
2019/10/09
A Step in the Right Direction
The absolute
amazing part of the whole thing was making the application for both cards. The
OHIP (health) card allowed the Certificate of Birth Abroad I have as a valid
proof of who I was, am. The Ontario Photo ID rules & regs do not.
❓❓❓❓
Really? I told
the fellow behind the counter that if he refuses me the photo ID due to a lack
of proof of who I am, he will then issue me a new health card, with a picture
of yours truly, based upon the very same documents I was going to use for the
photo ID. Really?
I got him to
bring a supervisor over to explain to me the reasoning behind this utter
stupidity. He did. The super said, "That's our rules." Two different
branches of the Ontario government, administered in this one office, are so
blinded by bureaucracy as to not see the insanity of the situation, which I
stated out loud.
The super
looked at me, at the other fellow, and said, "Give him both. He's
right."
😲
I'm right? I. Am. Right??!!
Well, hot dang! They took two pictures of me, both of which were exactly the same, because they were going into separate databases and couldn't share. Silly databases! Someone should speak with their parents!
And, blahblahblah, I have leaped (if not bounded!) over the first hurdle in finally proving that I am REAL!! Next in my sights is the federal government and their passport division. Maybe this Ontario photo ID will get them to pop their collective heads out of their asses and give me a passport!
Keep The Faith*
2019/07/28
Oldtimers Disease
This
is from an old NA WAY ,
circa 1989(?)
Oldtimers Disease
Time of Onset
Cause of Disease
Oldtimers Disease
Time of Onset
At any time during recovery. The disease has been observed in its
beginning stages as early as a few months into recovery (when it's sometimes
referred to as, 'the ninety-day wonder condition.') It is more common
among persons with many years in the program. Some researchers suspect
that the longer people are in recovery, the greater the risk of the disease
occurring.
Symptomology
Symptomology
Among those who have contracted the disease, certain behaviors and attitudes
routinely occur. Since no single one of them necessarily indicates the
presence of oldtimer’s disease, but may, instead, point to some related or
associated condition, the following list should be used to diagnose oneself
rather than other persons.
Principle symptoms include:
Principle symptoms include:
- Infrequent attendance at NA meetings. Excuses: meetings are
not the way they used to be, or are even boring, or do not have good recovery
because of the presence of so many newcomers.
- When speaking at meetings, reminding those present of the length of one’s time in the program. Such reminders can be obvious or subtle. They may even be preceded by assurances of gratitude to those who helped one to achieve recovery.
- Refusal to get, or to use a sponsor. This is often explained by the observation that no individual can be found whose recovery is longer than one’s own – which indicates a confusion between quality of recovery and quantity of recovery.
- Complaints (privately expressed) that NA is not as it used to be, or has been watered down, or is in serious danger of becoming ineffective, in part because of all the new people coming in.
- The belief that one is the definitive interpreter of and authority on the Basic Text, the Steps and Traditions, and thus is the savior of NA from it’s less enlightened members.
- Preaching the message (often with the index finger upraised) rather than sharing experience, strength, and hope. This symptom can show itself in a variety of ways. For example, frequently beginning sentences with, “You should” or “You need to” instead of , “I did” or “I am doing."
- Resentment if one is not called upon at a meeting, and resentment against those who have been called upon to speak. Special resentment is reserved for the person chairing the meeting.
- Referring constantly to one's past struggles, defaults and triumphs. Only in the rarest of instances is there any reference to present problems. Behind this lies the belief that, granted one's years of recovery, one ought not to have any current problems. There is, in addition, the fear that admission that one's life is not always wonderful and joyous might damage the effectiveness of NA in the eyes of newcomers.
- When speaking at meetings, reminding those present of the length of one’s time in the program. Such reminders can be obvious or subtle. They may even be preceded by assurances of gratitude to those who helped one to achieve recovery.
- Refusal to get, or to use a sponsor. This is often explained by the observation that no individual can be found whose recovery is longer than one’s own – which indicates a confusion between quality of recovery and quantity of recovery.
- Complaints (privately expressed) that NA is not as it used to be, or has been watered down, or is in serious danger of becoming ineffective, in part because of all the new people coming in.
- The belief that one is the definitive interpreter of and authority on the Basic Text, the Steps and Traditions, and thus is the savior of NA from it’s less enlightened members.
- Preaching the message (often with the index finger upraised) rather than sharing experience, strength, and hope. This symptom can show itself in a variety of ways. For example, frequently beginning sentences with, “You should” or “You need to” instead of , “I did” or “I am doing."
- Resentment if one is not called upon at a meeting, and resentment against those who have been called upon to speak. Special resentment is reserved for the person chairing the meeting.
- Referring constantly to one's past struggles, defaults and triumphs. Only in the rarest of instances is there any reference to present problems. Behind this lies the belief that, granted one's years of recovery, one ought not to have any current problems. There is, in addition, the fear that admission that one's life is not always wonderful and joyous might damage the effectiveness of NA in the eyes of newcomers.
Cause of Disease
Pride and Fear
Treatment
Depending on the severity of the individual case, one or more of the following will probably prove effective:
- Frequent meetings. Daily for one to three months, if possible
- Involvement with a strong, insightful, available sponsor, especially one with extensive experience working with newcomers or potential relapsers.
Treatment
Depending on the severity of the individual case, one or more of the following will probably prove effective:
- Frequent meetings. Daily for one to three months, if possible
- Involvement with a strong, insightful, available sponsor, especially one with extensive experience working with newcomers or potential relapsers.
- Re-working the Steps, beginning with Step One, with special
emphasis on Steps Three and Eleven
- Listening carefully at meetings. The practice of listening is greatly enhanced by the decision not to speak at meetings, even if called upon, thus freeing one from having to prepare what one wishes to say while others are speaking.
= = = = = = = = = = = =
I have been afflicted by this disease many times in my recovery. The suggested treatment is very effective.
I need to keep reading this to remind myself of where I am in my program, because the alternative...
Keep The Faith*
- Listening carefully at meetings. The practice of listening is greatly enhanced by the decision not to speak at meetings, even if called upon, thus freeing one from having to prepare what one wishes to say while others are speaking.
= = = = = = = = = = = =
I have been afflicted by this disease many times in my recovery. The suggested treatment is very effective.
I need to keep reading this to remind myself of where I am in my program, because the alternative...
Keep The Faith*
2019/06/27
And The Beat Goes On...
Lah-dee-dah-dee-dee, Lah-dee-dah-dee-dah.
Life, too, goes on. For the past week now I have been hitting the pillow early. Mind you, early as in 22:30 hrs. or so and not midnight or beyond.
I attempt to settle my thoughts, doing mindfulness exercises, focusing on my breathing and just trying to slow down. I get to a point where I feel truly tired and calm. I turn on my background sounds with brainwave frequencies to allow me to drift into deeper sleep or induce REM dreaming.
YAY....... Fuck me! The boy upstairs decides to move furniture in his bedroom. Or some dipshit outside goes off on a screaming tangent at a perceived bug-a-boo. or my cat suddenly does that "tear around the apartment" thingy cats are known for. Or a fucking june bug goes dive-bombing my head.
And the serenity is lost. My brain cranks up the 4127 hamsters with their squeaky wheels and I am off to the races. I gave up trying mindfulness routines because my head is just too full of death and rage and the desire to go fishing.
In the past week, I have been up to 04:00, 05:00, 06:00... even staying up until the next day's bedtime. Like today, or yesterday, to be precise. It's 02:30 right now. I feel absolutely wasted, burned out and the boy upstairs has given up grinding whatever over the floor and has resorted to screaming & cursing.
I could call OCH security or the cops, but for what? To shut him the fuck up?! Do you think that maybe those same two forces could shut my hyper-active brain down while they're at it? Maybe use a baton to whack me over the head and send me into comatose la-la land??
Ah, to sleep, perchance to... Sleep??!! Fuck dreaming. I just want to go to sleep, for cryin' out loud. And screw the cryin' out loud biz. Johnny-Be-Evil above me is is working an orchestra! I s'pose I should be grateful he isn't wailing on his guitar. That would simply send me into paroxysms of murder!!!
Here I be. I am tempted to visit YouTube and watch some bass fishing videos, or maybe magnet fishing. Cat videos?? Netflix? Curiosity Stream? Drag out my collection of DVDs and binge watch Stargate:SG1? Star Trek-TNG? Shit. I just had a thought of getting dressed and going to the local Quickie for some cigarettes.
Insanity - Thy Name is Robb.
...sigh... Maybe I should just break down and take a couple of dimenhydrinate (Gravol, to you uninitiated). I just hate the feeling of being hung-over when I wake up. Mind you, that's kinda what I am feeling right now, so would it be any worse a dozen hours from now? Bleh! I'd probably sleep thru my 08:00 alarm or turn it off and miss my morning insulin shot.
...double-sigh... The toils of living in my head. Johnny-Boy has shut up, at least. Ricky, however, is chasing a bug and meowing up a frustrated storm. Out of the pan and into the fire, eh? I guess I'll join him in his search and maybe take some satisfaction in squishing a bug.
Especially a june bug!
They make such a sweet crunching noise when stomped on!!
Keep The Faith*
Life, too, goes on. For the past week now I have been hitting the pillow early. Mind you, early as in 22:30 hrs. or so and not midnight or beyond.
I attempt to settle my thoughts, doing mindfulness exercises, focusing on my breathing and just trying to slow down. I get to a point where I feel truly tired and calm. I turn on my background sounds with brainwave frequencies to allow me to drift into deeper sleep or induce REM dreaming.
YAY....... Fuck me! The boy upstairs decides to move furniture in his bedroom. Or some dipshit outside goes off on a screaming tangent at a perceived bug-a-boo. or my cat suddenly does that "tear around the apartment" thingy cats are known for. Or a fucking june bug goes dive-bombing my head.
And the serenity is lost. My brain cranks up the 4127 hamsters with their squeaky wheels and I am off to the races. I gave up trying mindfulness routines because my head is just too full of death and rage and the desire to go fishing.
In the past week, I have been up to 04:00, 05:00, 06:00... even staying up until the next day's bedtime. Like today, or yesterday, to be precise. It's 02:30 right now. I feel absolutely wasted, burned out and the boy upstairs has given up grinding whatever over the floor and has resorted to screaming & cursing.
I could call OCH security or the cops, but for what? To shut him the fuck up?! Do you think that maybe those same two forces could shut my hyper-active brain down while they're at it? Maybe use a baton to whack me over the head and send me into comatose la-la land??
Ah, to sleep, perchance to... Sleep??!! Fuck dreaming. I just want to go to sleep, for cryin' out loud. And screw the cryin' out loud biz. Johnny-Be-Evil above me is is working an orchestra! I s'pose I should be grateful he isn't wailing on his guitar. That would simply send me into paroxysms of murder!!!
Here I be. I am tempted to visit YouTube and watch some bass fishing videos, or maybe magnet fishing. Cat videos?? Netflix? Curiosity Stream? Drag out my collection of DVDs and binge watch Stargate:SG1? Star Trek-TNG? Shit. I just had a thought of getting dressed and going to the local Quickie for some cigarettes.
Insanity - Thy Name is Robb.
...sigh... Maybe I should just break down and take a couple of dimenhydrinate (Gravol, to you uninitiated). I just hate the feeling of being hung-over when I wake up. Mind you, that's kinda what I am feeling right now, so would it be any worse a dozen hours from now? Bleh! I'd probably sleep thru my 08:00 alarm or turn it off and miss my morning insulin shot.
...double-sigh... The toils of living in my head. Johnny-Boy has shut up, at least. Ricky, however, is chasing a bug and meowing up a frustrated storm. Out of the pan and into the fire, eh? I guess I'll join him in his search and maybe take some satisfaction in squishing a bug.
Especially a june bug!
They make such a sweet crunching noise when stomped on!!
Keep The Faith*
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