Category: Recovery

Day 99 – Is it live or is it Memorex?


Ok – having just dated myself back to cassette tapes and recorders with my tag line…


I had a using dream last night…the first in a long time. And, I believe this was the first that was so real that I woke up thinking it was real!  In my dream, I told myself “come on…you’ve got over 90 days…do you really want to blow this?”  And I did – I took some crystal meth and relapsed.  Then I woke up and was scared.  For mere seconds, I was confused enough to think it had all happened.  I had been told this could happen – but don’t believe I’ve experienced it this strongly.  Fortunately, it was not live…it was Memorex!

So then the question behind the question… Why?  Like a good engineering or quality root cause analysis, you ask 5 times…why? why? why? why? why?  Well, simply put — I’m under a lot of stress and change.  I just applied for the first 3 jobs since being unemployed.  I’m within a day of putting my home on the market, which marks another loss and change in my life.  I am unemployed.  My court date for April was pushed out a month.  I leave in 2 days for my sister’s in PA to visit my nephews and niece who were out of my life for 2 years because I chose to drug over being with family.  And some other events I’ll be writing about there shortly from the rooms.  Any one of these would have been more than enough reason to use in the past – to escape, to numb.  And though I’m still clean and sober, my body is used to that “routine” – used to the “usual path” – and since the physical reality didn’t follow, my disease decided to throw in a little mental reality just for fun.  That’s what it does — f*&ks with my mind.  And it works!

But thankfully, just for today – I don’t have to use or drink to get through life.  I can lose a job, a house, a relationship, go to jail and have my car need $700 in repairs…and do it all on life’s terms.  I heard recently…”we can walk over boulders but stub our toe on the pebbles.”  Sometimes it’s the little things in life that demand the most vigilance – turning them over to my Higher Power – Letting Go and Letting God. So, yes, even heading down I-70 the WRONG direction (even with my GPS on) could have sent me over the edge…but it doesn’t.  Just for today…

My pillow awaits…by the grace of God, I made it through this day.  What a miracle of life.

Day 94 – E-Diaries, Exposure & Ego


I gained some pretty deep insight today. My recent blog on the stigma of addiction and some current events in my own life got me thinking and meditating.  Usually things “percolate” for a couple days and I start to understand what I’m to learn.  Here goes…

When I started this blog, I wanted it to be totally anonymous — no name, no connections, no sending this to friends, no links. My initial reasoning was to keep this focused on recovery & telling stories, not me and my ego.  First pebble…e-diaries (blogging).

As things evolved, I shared this with a couple close friends in recovery…and then briefly put a link on my Facebook.  So much for anonymity.  Why?  Part of this journey is about re-discovering myself. Yes, it’s a journal to look back on and a way to share stories. But in writing, like in verbalizing thoughts, ideas become real. I get to “try them on for size” — shape them, reflect and connect. I find it to be a helpful part of my spiritual journey. As ideas take shape, I believe my Higher Power uses the words on paper or shared in conversation to breath life into my recovery and give me the guidance I seek. In one sense, it’s like action — writing, speaking, acting validates (or invalidates) thoughts & ideas and creates reality.

As part of that discovery process, I’m beginning to accept myself as a creative person who is able to sometimes connect ideas in such a way that they resonate with others. My elementary school teacher and I recently reconnected on Facebook and he shared memories of my time in 5th and 6th grade:

I can clearly see how you let your imagination flow in some of your creative writing. In fact, when I moved to the Education Centre as a consultant, I used a sample of your writing to model the writing process, especially the freewriting stage when you let your imagination and words flow freely to paper. 

With that discovery and acceptance, I felt more comfortable sharing my blog with others.  Second pebble…exposure. 

This past week, I made some real headway in certain aspects of my addiction and recovery. The topic I wanted to write about was cross-addiction. For the first time in 90 days, I’ve broken through a wall of shame, compulsion and loneliness that was very freeing. But, as I got ready to write about this – I started to wonder about what people would think. It turns out (surprise!), the anonymity in the beginning was also providing me a “shield” — or more like the lack of a shield — the absence of a mask!  Like much of my life and relationships, I’ve always felt more comfortable being direct / honest with strangers; always been better at giving constructive feedback or sharing anger with people I don’t know. But for those I know and/or love, I worry about how that might impact our relationship or what they might think of me.  So, I sometimes hold back…I find the right mask to wear…I lose some of my genuineness. In doing so, I lose who I am…I lose my voice.  That’s a slipper slope for me as that’s where I was when I “hit bottom.” Those normal ways of interacting started to come back into play.  I started to edit my thoughts and was afraid to even get into much detail about my breakthrough.  Third pebble…my ego. 




NOW I understand this book I’m reading on a more personal level. It makes sense. Ego gets in the way of our connection, our relationships with our Higher Power and with other people. I don’t believe I’m being cocky or arrogant — the “egotistical” stereotype in my head. But, the minute my “self” gets in the way of connecting with others, I’m just as ego-centric as that guy!  Self-centered.  Doesn’t mean I’m “all about me” and not mindful of others, caring or sensitive.  It just means I’m at the center…my ego is driving my actions – in this case, I’m holding back, afraid of…

Case in point – what started as a genuine desire out of gratitude and humility to share my writing — as well as a self-interest in the discovery process as described above — is now stifled, cut off, masked by my ego…my concern for what others think. I’m losing the benefit I was seeking from the blogs, and am falling back into old patterns of wearing masks and being less than “real” with people I love and who love me. Stinking thinking…old patterns…not the change I’m seeking in my recovery.  Not the self I want to discover…shape…grow.  And isn’t that the whole point of this?

Now the waves start…the pebbles form a pattern, a rhythm. I get it.

God help me ride the wave and grow in ability to stay in conscious contact with You and others by moving me out of the way. Help me to tear away the masks and in doing so also stay humble…simply remaining open to the possibility, open to the wave, open to being a channel of your peace and love…then stepping away from the center and leaving the outcome to you.

Day 93 – ETOH, self-help groups and other secrets…


I was driving through town today and noticed a church sign that listed an Al-Anon meeting during the week. I remember thinking to myself, “I wonder if they have NA or AA meetings. Is there a reason why they choose not to list those?” I understand the power of anonymity — the underpinning of self-help groups.  So by all means, I’m not challenging the need.  But, I’ve been recently pondering how far we’ve come in understanding and accepting alcoholism in society, particularly since the founding of AA. However in many ways, it’s still the white elephant in the room. I recently heard of a funeral where the family wanted no mention of the deceased’s alcoholism, from which he ultimately died even though he was in recovery and sober. Again, I fully respect the family’s choice and am in no means discounting their wishes. However had it been cancer or diabetes or a host of other medical conditions, it would likely not have been an issue to mention. In fact, one’s battle with cancer is often seen as a source of inspiration given the great courage and selflessness often seen in cancer patients. Why are we not able to equally celebrate the personal courage and spiritual healing seen in the lives of alcoholics and addicts, whether in life or death? There is still much shame associated with the disease of addiction.  Though we’ve come a long way, there is still much ignorance (lack of knowledge) about it.
As a gay man, I know that ignorance breeds fear and fear can lead to death. Likewise, ignorance of addiction can literally lead to death — poor choices and lack of support for the suffering addict. The need for education about how to better understand, detect and support addicts seeking recovery is reflected in my story — a “closet meth user.” With one exception, all of my close friend, family and work colleagues were SHOCKED when I “came out of the meth closet.”  I didn’t fit their stereotype of a meth user. And clearly, my employer lacks knowledge of this disease given their choice of action, in my humble opinion. I’m still blessed with the path I’m on and have no regrets – I’m where I need to be. But that doesn’t take away my disappointment and frustration with their lack of institutional knowledge on the subject. As a leader in the pharmaceutical industry for cancer, diabetes, mental illness, etc., they seek better health outcomes for their patients. Yet they lack a basic understanding of how to provide critical education & awareness to enable better health outcomes for their employees who may struggle with alcoholism or drug addiction.
We’ve come so far, yet have so far to go…
I learned of another example today while surfing the web for information and sites around addiction. I learned of a term ETOH at http://www.addict-help.com/etoh.asp. 

“ETOH has other applications as well. For example, some hospitals, med technicians and medical facilities. It would seem to have been developed as a way of disguising the word alcohol to keep the fact that a person had been drinking from being disclosed.” 

Given the possible side effects of alcohol withdrawal, this knowledge can prove critical to a patient’s treatment. So, it’s relevant information for medical staff to have. This strikes me as another situation where the societal stigma still associated with alcoholism and addiction might be playing out. It’s the white elephant – we aren’t supposed to bring it up, or talk about it. And yet, undiagnosed – or unaware – it can kill.  Again, I understand the need for the hospital to take such precautions and respect a patient’s privacy. But again – if they had diabetes or hemophilia – an individual or family wouldn’t hesitate to share that in hospital. But, being severely intoxicated and possibly suffering from the disease of alcoholism can’t be discussed. 

Has anyone seen a white elephant in the room?  
If so, please notify the nurses’ station immediately.

I know this doesn’t directly relate to my recovery — but it seems like the societal stigma and associated shame individuals have about addiction can have an impact if it leads to lack of awareness or intervention. If it prolongs someone from asking for help or sparks actions which create more risk to one’s recovery, then it becomes very relevant. If better patient outcomes really is the goal of the US healthcare system, then we must face the social aspects of the disease as well as the treatment needs of the afflicted.
But, easy does it…for now, my focus must be on recovery not social revolution 😉