Lately, there's been a lot of talk back and forth about going to meetings and not going to meetings, and so on.
I read someone had written that they didn't want to go to meetings because they didn't want to be reminded of pills.
I have to say that before I ever went to a meeting, I too thought, "why on earth would anyone want to sit and listen to that? Group punishment?"
For those who don't know or have never been to a meeting before, believe me, meetings are literally the opposite of punishment. After my very first I began to get the funniest feeling; could it possibly be that I didn't "have to go" but rather, I "get to go."? Nah!
In the beginning, I too was worried about hearing about drugs, so I attended open meetings of Alcoholics Anonymous. I said I was an alcoholic (though I hardly ever drank) and I was totally flabbergasted that drinking (or drugging) was hardly ever mentioned. Instead, I listened to people share an outpouring of love and support for one another.
After a few more meetings, I thought, my god—these are the bravest, most compassionate, kindest and most gentle people on earth. I regularly heard people set aside their egos, describe terrible personal suffering and shameful truths, triumphs all for the sake of carrying a message to a newcomer: me.
There's a story from Ancient Greece about a troubled young king who had done something really terrible. The gods were so outraged by him that they sent a torment known as the furies to earth to give him everlasting agony. This young king goes nearly insane until one day, in a moment of clarity (or, as we might say, by the grace of God) he suddenly realizes that he alone must be responsible for his actions. The gods are so moved by this that they transform the furies into the Eumenidies, the bearers of goodness, and he too is transformed into a good and prosperous man.
That was the story I thought of at my third or fourth meeting. By taking responsibility for my actions (showing up for a meeting) I was being gifted with the transformation of the worst thing that had ever happened to me (my addiction) into the very best thing I'd ever known, a life of freedom and real relationships with others who genuinely cared for each other, who needed to do good to survive.
For those that have never been to a meeting, believe me, you are missing out on one of the finest inventions of the USA. It's better than Disneyland, Rock and Roll, the Philly Cheesesteak Sub and almost as great as Jazz.
Go to a meeting and ask for a list. Attend six different meetings, and don't try to decide whether or not it's for you until you've done at least a dozen. Meetings are groups of people, and all are not exactly alike. Look for beginner meetings in some cities. They are often brief sessions held just before the regular meeting, and can be very comforting.
At your first meeting, the very best thing you can do is listen. Listen to what people share, and here's the really important part: rather than comparing yourself to what you hear, listen a bit more deeply and force yourself to find something you can identify with. Learn the habit of identifying, rather than comparing.
I can tell you that for me, this was surprisingly no problem. In fact, I quickly wondered how on earth it could be that a room full of people had gotten inside my head? Everything they shared had molded between my two ears at some point or other. It was almost hilarious.
But if you're brand new. On the off chance that you don't hear anything that sounds like you, do not give up. Go to another meeting. And another. Find the group that feels most like home to you and ask for a temporary sponsor. I was terrified of commitment, so the idea of a sponsor I didn't have to keep for life made me feel better.
Even though I was addicted to narcotics, I felt more at ease in AA. At first, I felt like an infiltrator with a secret. Within a few meetings, I realized that more than half the other people were addicts as well, and—here's the big thing—it's not talking about the substance that goes on in meetings. It's talking about how to live life, one day, one moment, one challenge at a time without having to use.
My sponsor suggested I attend 90 meetings in 90 days. Really? Ok! I know I did at least 180 and on weekends I often hit three meetings on both days. For the first time in my life, I felt like...not like I wasn't an outsider, or emotionally inside out. I felt like I wasn't alone. Not alone. Those two words can't possibly convey the gift. Not alone.
Could it be true?
Within a year, I added Alanon meetings to my schedule, and traveled across the country and to Europe. AA is the best travel organization in the world! I couldn't believe it! In New York, San Francisco, Los Angeles, London and Paris, I was welcomed as if I were at home. Met real people who wanted to take me to coffee and dinner and stay in touch. Before, I'd seen only the inside of hotels and night clubs, and spoken barely to a soul.
Here's one more thing: I've heard people say that "that whole god thing is not for me." Believe me, I was totally turned off to religiosity, and thanks to some very good luck, I met people who told me that believing in God or a higher power of my choice was completely optional.
The only requirement for membership is a desire to stop using. So, I put down this thing and soon got everything I'd ever wanted. I used to think using was all I had. If I gave it up, would have nothing. And there's the irony, only if I gave it up for one day at a time would I have anything. Coincidence? My higher power was G.O.D., Group of Drunks. And that worked for a long time.
So! Please, if you suffer from addiction , if you have ever even once wanted to stop using but can't, don't ever think meetings aren't for you. They are. You just need to take the first step, get to a meeting and put out your hand and say, "I'm new." Go to six or better twelve meetings before you decide it couldn't work for you.
It's an old story with a happy ending: look at the pain and damage in your life, take the responsibility and say "I can try to change." With that step, your furies will be transformed into Eumenides. You will be amazed to find you are not alone.
You are not alone.