I was thinking and reading tonight in my sobriety. I owe my over five years of sobriety to so many people here. I have been on this site a long time also and made many friends who helped me over the years. Of course for many of us, nobody was more important than Bear. I think of him so often. He was so important to me. I looked up his last thread on MWO before he died. Here it is. Comment if you wish to.
It hurts my heart to see what power alcohol has in our lives. Lots of times the question comes up as to at what point is an alcoholic really ready to do whatever it takes to get and stay sober. I know people who have quit because it was taking away from their personal time and it was annoying their family. Then I know other people who have to take the long road of multiple DWI?s (one as many as 27), losing their family, self-respect, job, house, car, vision, limbs, and intelligence. Some never are able to quit, and either die in the despair of bad health from alcohol, or take their own life from the feeling of helplessness. Alcoholic Drinking to its final conclusion never has a good outcome. Never.
When is the right time to stop drinking? I think it is a reasonable question. We are all different, and we all have a breaking point. Some of us reach it earlier, some reach it later, and some of us may never reach it at all. It is like we are all on an elevator, which is traveling down the elevator shaft faster and faster as it nears the bottom. It would be wonderful if we could all get off the elevator while it was still at the top, as some people do. Getting off is harder as the elevator spirals downward. It doesn?t really matter where we get off the elevator, as long as we get off before it crashes at the bottom.
My bottom and your bottom may be miles apart, but each exhibits the same effect on the person who steps off the elevator. We receive a new life. I had forgotten what living was until I found myself actually off of the elevator. I had taken short pauses on many floors over the years, but when I think about finally standing here watching the elevator leave without me I still get a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.
I finally have my life back. I can be happy again. I am a person of worth, and God has seen fit to give me another chance. I am so thankful for this site, RJ, and all of you. If it weren?t for these things I might still be on that elevator with the same old plan of jumping, just on impact. It worked in the cartoons, but in real life, it is certain death. Please don?t let alcohol push your buttons. Pick the floor you want to get off on, and continue to pick the next floor until you can get off and watch the elevator leave without you. It can and will happen if you never give up.
I love you guys,
:huggy
God Bless
bear
It hurts my heart to see what power alcohol has in our lives. Lots of times the question comes up as to at what point is an alcoholic really ready to do whatever it takes to get and stay sober. I know people who have quit because it was taking away from their personal time and it was annoying their family. Then I know other people who have to take the long road of multiple DWI?s (one as many as 27), losing their family, self-respect, job, house, car, vision, limbs, and intelligence. Some never are able to quit, and either die in the despair of bad health from alcohol, or take their own life from the feeling of helplessness. Alcoholic Drinking to its final conclusion never has a good outcome. Never.
When is the right time to stop drinking? I think it is a reasonable question. We are all different, and we all have a breaking point. Some of us reach it earlier, some reach it later, and some of us may never reach it at all. It is like we are all on an elevator, which is traveling down the elevator shaft faster and faster as it nears the bottom. It would be wonderful if we could all get off the elevator while it was still at the top, as some people do. Getting off is harder as the elevator spirals downward. It doesn?t really matter where we get off the elevator, as long as we get off before it crashes at the bottom.
My bottom and your bottom may be miles apart, but each exhibits the same effect on the person who steps off the elevator. We receive a new life. I had forgotten what living was until I found myself actually off of the elevator. I had taken short pauses on many floors over the years, but when I think about finally standing here watching the elevator leave without me I still get a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.
I finally have my life back. I can be happy again. I am a person of worth, and God has seen fit to give me another chance. I am so thankful for this site, RJ, and all of you. If it weren?t for these things I might still be on that elevator with the same old plan of jumping, just on impact. It worked in the cartoons, but in real life, it is certain death. Please don?t let alcohol push your buttons. Pick the floor you want to get off on, and continue to pick the next floor until you can get off and watch the elevator leave without you. It can and will happen if you never give up.
I love you guys,
:huggy
God Bless
bear
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