I just returned from a new meeting. A noon meeting in walking distance from my new office. It was so bizarre to be at a new meeting.
A lovely woman was kind enough to introduce herself which is a supreme act of kindness. I felt so uncomfortable! I used to go to new and different meetings all the time, so it was alarming to feel so weird. But I did.
Amazingly enough, the sub-topic was suicide. I remembered with a certain amount of emotion that my first meeting discussed suicide also. I remembered how utterly dumb founded I was at that first meeting hearing women talk about suicide attempts openly. That was my deepest darkest secret, and they were openly talking about it! I knew, right then, all those years ago, that I was in the right place.
I nearly cried to have that memory brought back to me today – so fresh, as if it were yesterday.
All the years gone… Sober years… I’m in such a different place today. Such good sober years have passed.
I am blessed beyond belief. Thank you God.