April 5, 2021

 I had called April the day before and she said that she could see me the next morning at 11am.  I almost didn’t show, but I had heard that churches sometimes gave out money and lodging to the homeless.  If I knew any better though, my mother had probably warned her about giving me any cash.  My mother, after all, was the one who had told me to contact her.      April worked at…

November 24, 2019

Are Twelve Steppers Really That Judgemental or Just Plain Frustrated? I must admit that I’ve been doing this recovery thing for eighteen years, and while I had a several year hiatus from the rooms of twelve step meetings, I never stopped working on my spiritual, emotional, and mental growth and the relationship with my higher power.  I’d venture to say that I’ve been to close to 1500 meetings in my life.  I’ve also spoken at…

November 8, 2019

“The therapeutic effect of one addict helping another is without parallel” -Basic Text, Page 68 The therapeutic effect of one addict helping another IS without parallel, however this type of service towards one another should not ONLY be extended in times of sheer desperation.  Too many recovering addicts, it seems, forget the principles of fellowship, and lifting one another up.  Extending a hand to those in the same boat as us should be a principle…

May 2, 2019

So, I just took a quick long weekend trip to Key West Over the past few days. I never thought I was a fan of Key West. I had been there two times earlier in recovery and all I saw was drinking and debauchery everywhere. That’s what I always assimilated the island with. Now, another decade later, and I went back to the island and had an entirely different experience. This is because of a…

April 19, 2019

The back right tire catches some gravel on the shoulder, and starts to slide as I grab the steering wheel and try to pull the car back in line. The car swerves back and forth until finally gaining traction. The blue bandana around my head is drenched in sweat as my teeth clench tightly at the leather belt that is wrapped around my bicep. “Start me up” by The Rolling Stones is blaring out of…