Friday, September 21, 2007

Healing Is Hard.

It's a cloudy, yucky day. I wish today was tomorrow. It would be a powerful day for sleeping.

I let myself down with my promises! I didn't do one drop of yoga this week, and I can tell. I did keep the promise between the doggy and me, though, every day except yesterday when the meeting made it dark before I got home. I am trying to remember that it's ok not to get it perfect.


I don't understand, though, why it's so hard to get it perfect. It is difficult to take care of myself. It should be the easiest, most natural thing in the world. It is getting better, easier...but it's still work, and it's still something I have to remember.

But it's the weekend! Tomorrow! We've got the 12 step writing workshop tomorrow, and that's fun. I've got a little bit more work to do in the book before the meeting. We're starting the steps now, so tomorrow's meeting will be all about Step 1.

We were just talking about detachment at the meeting last night. There's a newcomer, and she doesn't say much, but the two meetings we've been to, she says, "I want to know more about detachment!" I know how she feels. When I first started coming, I wanted to know all about detachment, too. I wanted there to be a store where I could just order a bottle of detachment. I read and read and read stuff about it, and I saw other people able to practice it, and it made so much sense and looked like it worked so well for all the folks who were able to work it. I just didn't think that I'd ever be that person, able to work it. I didn't think I'd be able to say "No," to separate myself from him, his messes and his feelings. I really felt like our situation was different, harder, more's helpful having someone new come around so I can see how much I have grown. I don't even have to sob when I tell him "no" fact, I seldom have to tell him "no," as he has learned not to ask me for dumb shit.

But in talking about detachment, we talked a little about Step 1. Nothing ever sounded so good to me as the language of that text after my first night at Nar-Anon. I was so glad, SO GLAD, to be able to admit that I was powerless over the addict. It gave me permission to let him go, permission I never would have been able to grant myself. As much as I believed that I could fix my husband, I also believed that I SHOULD take care of him, help him, fix him. I believed that it was my duty to love him sane and healthy. It was revolutionary for me to learn that it not only wasn't my responsibility, but it was actually going to hurt him in the long run if I kept cushioning his bottom.

So I'm a fan of Step 1. I'm interested to see how the session will go tomorrow.

There's an episode of Meerkat Manor we still haven't watched, and I think the new one comes on television tonight, so there will be a new one online tomorrow. That's a full 40 minutes of Meerkat fun. That's something to look forward to.

And look at this neat new thing! I'll only use it when I'm listening to something cool. I can't have you guys knowing about all the time I spend listening to Meatloaf and Elton John, although, I totally already told you about Bonnie Tyler, so...
Now playing: Sinéad O'Connor - The Healing Room
via FoxyTunes


Anonymous said...

Its the "giving it away" part for me that keeps me coming back. I love to watch and hear newcomers and sometimes, if I share, I might even help them!
Step One rocks, doesn't it? I wish I was doing a workshop. I love to write on my steps.
P.S. Given your comment on my blog post today, it's very easy to see why taking care of yourself is difficult. It is for me, too.

Mary P Jones (MPJ) said...

That detachment is a bitch of a concept to figure out, but it helps with everything.

Anonymous said...

Look how has foxy tunes ;) I love this. I loved this about the program, how that after the transition to the next level of understanding you are always reminded of where you once where. Eventually the student becomes the teacher, 12 step works to keep the teacher and student both sane (in your case, sober in mine). I miss that, I think when I have a little serenity in my life, I will definitely want more. At least I remember where I can find it, if I choose. (silly addict)

Tripp Hudgins said...

I spent one year on step one. An entire year. I have six years now. I still return to step one again and again.

I am powerless. Thanks be to God. This is liberation.