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From Ashes
My life has been
a disaster. My father was a legendary drunk who lied, chased
women, and left us penniless when he died at age 48. My mother
was hooked on prescription pills, smoked like a chimney, and
was miserable until she passed. My sister is alcoholic and will
probably die drunk.
I managed to
get a masters degree and some successes, but typically
in relationships I lose myself and the rest of my life crashes
and burns. Ive been so codependent in the past I lost
a job by trying to please a woman. Then, of course, she left
because I didnt have a job! I suppose I have to laugh
about that.
I had some problems
with booze also, but I havent drunk in 12 years. Here
is something you wrote which definitely applies to me: The
effects on children of living with an alcoholic are well known.
These include depression, inability to form close relationships,
relentless self-criticism, inability to complete projects, and
constant approval seeking. Children growing up in a household
with an alcoholic are damaged children.
I am resilient
and keep going, trying to live a spiritual life, but sometimes
feel like giving up. I married a beautiful but materialistic
woman who committed adultery with a wealthy man, stole my money,
and left after she put a curse on me with a chicken egg. No,
Im not kidding.
I obviously made
a bad decision. I didnt drink a drop through all this,
but now I have little hope for the future. It could be a lot
worse. I have little money, but at least I have no alimony
or child support payments. I am physically healthy, and I have
a good job.
My question is:
what hope is there for us damaged folk? Ive made a ton
of progress from where I was 20 years ago, but I am afraid to
do anything now lest some unknown character defect, caused by
my childhood, ambush my thinking and cause me more pain in the
future. I have become the poster boy for caution.
~ Clint |
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Clint, the children of alcoholics
live in their own levels of Dantes hell. Their life begins,
as the poet said, in a place savage, rough, and stern,
which in the very thought renews the fear. The worst thing
about such families is that they take away the passion for life.
But that passion
can be restored. Dont take where you are now as a bad
thing. Count yourself lucky. You are a newborn. You are at
a perfect starting point. You have your health, you are not
drinking, you have a job. Through some hard knocks, you know
your weaknesses.
You are ready
to begin. The well-lived life is full of adventures. It involves
learning skills, reading books, taking hot air balloon rides,
rebuilding motors, and learning to fly fish. It includes things
no one can ever take from you.
Think of what
you want to accomplish for yourself and fill your own well.
When your well is filled, you will have a sense of: look at what
is all happening for me. Rediscovering your passions and putting
yourself in the way of things brings you in contact with people
who are alive.
Surround yourself
with others whose flame burns bright. Go to them, not to steal
their fire, but to inspire you. Go on a retreat, join a gym,
begin tai chi, find a therapist, or just relax. Explore.
We want
the world and we want it
Now! says a song by the Doors.
But it doesnt happen now. It happens by degrees, and
one day we wake up and bad memories are like dead dates in a
history book. They have no emotional charge.
Then, instead
of desperately searching for someone, instead of being attracted
by a females façade, you will find the kindred flame
that also burns within you.
~ Wayne &
Tamara
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