So I just had a meeting for the first time. I didnt know what to expect. I was petrified. A room full of 20 strangers. 20 strangers wondering who I was and what my story was. I listened to them talk and at first I really didnt think this was the thing for me.
A little background:
My dad is an alcoholic. He left when I was 5 and opted out of my life and ran off to Saskatchewan. I dont really feel like I lived with the disease of alcoholism. But here I was at this meeting thinking: yes! Yes I totally understand what you are saying! Yes! I am thinking that!
Could it be that I am more affected than I thought? Could these people be on to something?
I stayed. I promised to return the following week. I agreed that yes I am a control freak, but no I dont see how I can live my life without having control.
Control is my biggest issue at this point and I have no idea how I am going to give it up....
My journey through a program for people who have been affected by other people who are addicts.
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