“F*&K!..Do I really need a 12-step program?? I’m that powerless over my own actions??? UGH!!”
That’s what I said to myself standing in my kitchen around the end of last year.
My drinking wasn’t the kind where I was crashing my car and ending up in jail or the hospital. It was a steady progression of me showing up for less and less of life and slowly blowing it.
This led to more than a few missed opportunities to be successful and live up to my potential.
The reality was, I had known for a long time that I wanted to stop drinking. And I tried over and over again to do it by myself.
And I Could. Not. Do. It. I was running my own “stop drinking” program. And my program sucked.
I needed something bigger than myself.
Today marks six months since I made a decision to admit I needed help.
And the people in my program shocked me with how they showed up for me. Total strangers opening their arms and saying “we’re glad you’re here. Stay.”
Six months in, I don’t even recognize the guy I see in pictures from a year ago. It’s like I’ve been born again.
Thank you for letting me share. I’m really proud of this milestone, and I’m so excited for what’s ahead (one day at a time).
