Because I wouldn't admit to myself that I needed others, life decided to grant me the blessing of alcoholism five years ago. While it has and is the hardest struggle I've ever faced, it forced me to come to terms with the fact that I needed others. I would never ever have broken down that wall I had built. That illusion that I needed no one. Alcohol literally tore down my defenses bit by bit and I held on to them every step of the way. I missed out on the opportunity of a larger life filled with love for others and for myself. Now I'm realizing that I want others in my life. What a lonely existence I had with only myself as company. Projecting a face of independence and confidence alienated me from everyone. I was not "real" with anyone, including myself.
It took alcohol, something I could not beat through bluster and denial, to force me to see myself and my life for what it was. On good days, I remember to thank alcohol for providing me with an obstacle I could not overcome without help. For all of the pain alcohol has caused, it has given me so much more. I have real relationships now that I value and trust. On my bad days, I know that I can't win and I reach out. One thing I've learned is that accepting help is actually a gift to those who offer it. It acknowledges their value as a fellow human being. But I always try to give in return. It doesn't have to be to that person, right then. But someone needs us to give at any time of the day. A smile, picking up your own mess, getting someone a cup of coffee, or listening to their recollections of their day. Giving and taking is a symbiotic relationship. I have to become good at both giving and taking. Because that opens up my life, my mind and my heart to something bigger than myself, which reduces drinking to it's proper place. Alcohol gives me absolutely nothing and takes everything I have.
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