I never ever thought I would write this post.
Tonight I went to an AA meeting.
Holy shit. I did it.
And I survived. Better than survived: I connected.
Earlier today I wrote that I had contacted someone from the British doctors and dentists group. He suggested I meet him this evening and attend a meeting….
So we met for a coffee, and then we went to the meeting.
And although there were all kinds of different people there, and there were lots of experiences I have not had – all I heard was the similarities. All those people (maybe 30) spoke a truth that I understood. And although I did not share “my story” I could have simply taken others sentences and rearranged them to be my narrative. The same themes, the same emotions, the same shame, guilt, horror and chaos.
I “got it” and I know they would have “got me”…
I needed this.
I do wonder whether just now is exactly the “right time” for me to have done this. It was hard for me to go, hard to listen to the pain that others shared, hard to recognise the character traits that I share .. it might be that I simply could not have done this earlier. Now? Now it feels good. It feels right.
So, tomorrow night I will go to a women’s meeting ….😊