I Wouldn’t Wish This on Anyone — Even My Worst Enemy
I’m talking about addiction. — (True Recovery Story) (Relapse Prevention Essay)
When I first ended up in the A.A. big book meeting, that was not under the best of circumstances, as if I’m saying this showing up to any big book meeting at all would be a normal circumstance, huh?
Well, I’m sure we can all agree that showing up to a meeting at a church with a friend or two is better than getting made to go by a turnkey at the disgusting county jail. A turnkey that I used to go to school with, was quite uncomfortable. We had a 12×20 little yard that I was gratefully able to go outside, sit on the picnic table and beat myself up mentally. We went outside once throughout my 343 days and sat…in a row… thinking — “why in the fuck am I here?”
I had just gotten charged with a crime I honestly didn’t even remember committing. I’m far from a criminal, although most people think all types of addicts are which is ridiculous. I didn’t know when I was walking in hands in the jail that day, that I actually had unaddressed mental health problems.
Being a handsome handcuffed co-occurring disorderly me for the record, or real talk is also known as being dual diagnosis. It’s the simultaneous presence of a mental health disorder and a substance use…
