There is so much talk about our carbon footprint and what we are doing to the earth. What about our social foot print. The foot print we leave on the individuals who will guide us into the future and make a difference between social success or community failure.
Our social footprint seems to be a real problem. Raising children to become responsible, self aware and caring individuals. I often hear people blaming others or situations for their problems. What happen to ownership and integrity. When something goes wrong in my life I don't look around me for people to blame. I don't say I'm an alcoholic because someone or something did me wrong. I'm a alcoholic becasue I like to drink and I drink a lot. My mom is an alcoholic but she didn't pour me drinks for the last 16 years that was me!
We have all had our fair share of shit parenting, bad choices, and struggles. As a parent I'm sure I'm making decisions that would cause any counselor to flip in his chair. In general the bad things that happen to us are products of decisions we made and if you trace back to the begining of a situation, you can usually find the fork in the road where "you" made the wrong turn. Why is it so hard to say "I F @#*'d up", that was my fault. What happened to the golden rule. I hear people say "well you did that to me" or "other people do it all the time". If you don't like the way someone treated you then why would you turn around an exhibit the same behavior. It's like not tipping a waitress, do you really think she is reflecting on herself or her performance? No, she just thinks your an asshole because you didn't tip. She isn't associated her performance with tips. She's thinking about how she's going to make rent.
I cut kids a break. We are the ones who should be guiding them and teaching them they are not the victim. Everyone has a chance to make a positive choice. Our actions, even the smallest are huge. My daughter asked me once while we were on a hike why I kept picking up debris on a trail. I told her because that's our job and responsiblity. When something doesn't go her way, I tell her it was her decision and we all make choices, she just happened to make the wrong one.
Making bad decisions is part of life. We learn most from things we failed at. Failure can define us in a positive way, changing our coarse in life to move in a direction that supports and reflects success or you can let it define you negatively and you can pine for the rest of your life in search of who to blame.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Only sadness today
Today I learned a gentleman, who I don't know well, but have been working with on a project, decided to kill himself. Because of my unfamiliarity with him I'm trying to figure out why this is bothering me so deeply. I feel like a huge stone block hit me in the chest. Of course I would be sad to hear about anyone wether I knew them well or not would resort to such actions. But having sat in the same room and talked with him a few times it's hard to believe this is real.
I met him last year at a community event. He is a volunteer Fire Fighter for the local station. He seemed nice and gentle. Always with a smile and a passion about the community he worked in. This year I have been working with him more closely, seeing him at monthly meetings and the same comminity event. He just accepted a Leadership role in the Fire dept. Talking with him and seeing him you would never get the impression he had anything wrong beyond the normalcy of life. I don't think I'm alone when I say "he is the last person on earth who I would think could do this"
Of course I'm not privy to the intamacies of his personal life but to give up your life and a life with your daughter you had to be sitting with some pretty evil demons. There are always options and choices. You can always change your life and make it better. So it saddens me to great depths that this person would choose death as an option. I have been thinking about all the damage and hurt this action will create in his families and daughters life. Leaving them to always wonder what they could have done to help.
There is nothing others can do when someone is on a path of self destruction. You can try and help or push them with counsel but they are the ones who need to decide to change. It doesn't matter what it is, addiction, weight, job, life.... if the person can't see themselves better they will never get better. My heart aches for his family and his daughter who will continue for the rest of her life trying to figure out my she wasn't important enough to make a difference. That's not fair to her. My heart also aches for him because he felt there was no other choice.
I'm glad I chose to make my life better. I never want my family to have to try and understand why I didn't think they were worth it.
170 days sober
I met him last year at a community event. He is a volunteer Fire Fighter for the local station. He seemed nice and gentle. Always with a smile and a passion about the community he worked in. This year I have been working with him more closely, seeing him at monthly meetings and the same comminity event. He just accepted a Leadership role in the Fire dept. Talking with him and seeing him you would never get the impression he had anything wrong beyond the normalcy of life. I don't think I'm alone when I say "he is the last person on earth who I would think could do this"
Of course I'm not privy to the intamacies of his personal life but to give up your life and a life with your daughter you had to be sitting with some pretty evil demons. There are always options and choices. You can always change your life and make it better. So it saddens me to great depths that this person would choose death as an option. I have been thinking about all the damage and hurt this action will create in his families and daughters life. Leaving them to always wonder what they could have done to help.
There is nothing others can do when someone is on a path of self destruction. You can try and help or push them with counsel but they are the ones who need to decide to change. It doesn't matter what it is, addiction, weight, job, life.... if the person can't see themselves better they will never get better. My heart aches for his family and his daughter who will continue for the rest of her life trying to figure out my she wasn't important enough to make a difference. That's not fair to her. My heart also aches for him because he felt there was no other choice.
I'm glad I chose to make my life better. I never want my family to have to try and understand why I didn't think they were worth it.
170 days sober
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Doing Great
I enjoyed reading my last post and realized how long it's been since written. I haven't abandoned my Sobriety, although as the weather improves and the days are growing warmer, old habits of hanging in the front or back yard with a glass of wine are proving to be challenging.
I'm over the cravings and in fact I'm now in the "scared shitless to take a drink phase". I don't think I could drink even if I wanted to. It's like when you get sick eating your favorite food and while you have memories of it being good the thought turns your stomach. OR I should say the idea of waking up hung over isn't worth it.
I'm not sure if you still understand the habit of doing something vs the craving. My cravings are gone but the lingering habit of this is what you do....this is what you've always done, still sits fore front in my mind. Lucky for me I haven't had to change my life too much. I still attend gatherings. I still go with friends to have a drink, I still sit in the front yard with neighbors and talk as the kids race around the streets and we watch the sun go down. This is where I'm lucky and I know I am truly done with alcohol. I think their are a lot of people who feel they need it in their life to function. After 6 months I have been able to balance friends and a social schedule with out needing to drink.
I had a Bunco fundraiser at my house a few weeks ago. Of course you can't host a Bunco party with out Alcohol. Or at least I don't know of a dry Bunco party. I wasn't nervous about not drinking, more about being asked why I wasn't drinking. But about an hour into the party I quickly realized no one even noticed. I was busy with food and making sure everyone elses cocktail was filled. I mastered a mean Margarita with my brand new Blender, which for the first time was introduced to alcohol since I bought it. I did have one clear onset of panic with the first Margarita I made. I realized OMG I can't taste it. which any person would do before passing it on the drinker. I quickly became flustered about what to do. Luckily my wing man that night jumped in and tasted it for me. Which I felt bad because she didn't want to drink either, but she totally saved me. I can't describe the caos in my head when I went to put the spoon to my mouth as habit. A huge alarm went off telling me NOOOOOO! Now that one taste wouldn't have killed me and it wouldn't have set me drinking again. But how much alcohol does it take to realign all the craving triggers in my brain. I didn't even want to find out. I don't or can't risk going through that piece again. So fear is driving my sobriety right now which is just fine. I don't want to touch the stove and find out how hot it is. It's just not worth it.
I'm over the cravings and in fact I'm now in the "scared shitless to take a drink phase". I don't think I could drink even if I wanted to. It's like when you get sick eating your favorite food and while you have memories of it being good the thought turns your stomach. OR I should say the idea of waking up hung over isn't worth it.
I'm not sure if you still understand the habit of doing something vs the craving. My cravings are gone but the lingering habit of this is what you do....this is what you've always done, still sits fore front in my mind. Lucky for me I haven't had to change my life too much. I still attend gatherings. I still go with friends to have a drink, I still sit in the front yard with neighbors and talk as the kids race around the streets and we watch the sun go down. This is where I'm lucky and I know I am truly done with alcohol. I think their are a lot of people who feel they need it in their life to function. After 6 months I have been able to balance friends and a social schedule with out needing to drink.
I had a Bunco fundraiser at my house a few weeks ago. Of course you can't host a Bunco party with out Alcohol. Or at least I don't know of a dry Bunco party. I wasn't nervous about not drinking, more about being asked why I wasn't drinking. But about an hour into the party I quickly realized no one even noticed. I was busy with food and making sure everyone elses cocktail was filled. I mastered a mean Margarita with my brand new Blender, which for the first time was introduced to alcohol since I bought it. I did have one clear onset of panic with the first Margarita I made. I realized OMG I can't taste it. which any person would do before passing it on the drinker. I quickly became flustered about what to do. Luckily my wing man that night jumped in and tasted it for me. Which I felt bad because she didn't want to drink either, but she totally saved me. I can't describe the caos in my head when I went to put the spoon to my mouth as habit. A huge alarm went off telling me NOOOOOO! Now that one taste wouldn't have killed me and it wouldn't have set me drinking again. But how much alcohol does it take to realign all the craving triggers in my brain. I didn't even want to find out. I don't or can't risk going through that piece again. So fear is driving my sobriety right now which is just fine. I don't want to touch the stove and find out how hot it is. It's just not worth it.
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