My depression didn’t entirely cause my alcoholism, but it certainly played a key role.
Due to rules discouraging political discussion, AA members can’t discuss a wide-ranging fear: contracting COVID-19 from maskless science deniers. For a program requiring clear-eyed honesty, that’s a very bad thing.
Reopening the economy during a pandemic is eroding a key AA tenet.
We have both known pain, fear, hopelessness. We have both had the odds stacked severely against us. Given our histories, Vector and I could each easily be dead.
Howard M.’s recovery-based podcast stays on message rather than focusing on war stories.
Make doctors precisely explain why they are prescribing opioids and why they decided on the pill count and refill allowance for each patient.
Given the undeniable and inextricable link between jails and dangerous withdrawal from drugs and alcohol, isn’t it time that more jails had adequate detox infrastructure and medical personnel?
I was free from myself. And this freedom was a direct result of being completely mortified at having put myself in such a precarious, powerless position. It was the most honest fear I’d ever felt – and the healthiest.
AA encouraged me, a sauced snowflake loaded on liquor and individualistic narcissism, to put aside enough of myself to embrace two traits required to curb my alcoholism: discipline and structure.
“Everything happens for a reason” conflicts with AA principles: it misleads recovering alcoholics into thinking they are special—that they are somehow more worthy of salvation than the addict or alcoholic who perished. “Because genocide.” That was me, in my typically understated fashion, explaining to a newly recovering alcoholic why he shouldn’t heed the single silliest […]