In 15 minutes now the meeting will start and I am lying on my hospital bed, in an empty room, feeling sick to my stomach, with a racing heart and a devilishly strong desire to flee.
Hello, panic attack. Fancy seeing you here!
In 12 minutes the meeting will start. The meeting that everyone says is a must if you want to have the best chance of staying sober.
In 10 minutes the meeting will start and clearly I wont be attending.
I feel like I am letting myself and my family down, but I just.can't.do.it.
In 4 minutes I will not attend AA. Despite how I feel right now, I think that's okay.
I've taken the biggest step.
Now its time for baby steps.
This baby step writes a blog post and has some meds and goes to sleep.
The meeting has been going 12 minutes, and I have not had to say "My name is Sharon and I am an alcoholic."
Because I said it here.
One Step Closer To Leaving
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