the first time I went to an Al Anon meeting I walked in and leaned up against the doorway and looked in...
up until that point, mind you, I had been sitting out in the car, growling how unfair it was that *I* had to go to a meeting for HER problem. And I didnt want a bunch of people who didnt even understand alcoholism (remember, I am an alcoholic too) try to tell me how to make her behave herself. I also didnt want them to look down on me because I was an alcoholic, too. So I felt a chip on my shoulder forming....
so when I walked in and leaned up against the doorway, this is what I saw:
happy people.
Not miserable, whining, two faced, controlling people...
I saw Happy People...laughing, hugging each other, sharing good news, holding onto someone who was obviously distressed, busy members getting the place ready for the meeting and people making coffee and putting out cookies...
happy people. Not tormented, miserable, fearful, angry people. Happy People...
even the one who was clearly distressed was in the loving arms of people who were smiling and being encouraging...
I forgot what Happy People looked like!!
So, my advice stands. Go. Be amongst the Happy People. Someday you could be one too...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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