Going Dry for January – WTHeck?


I recently heard about a challenge to go without alcohol for the month of January and I thought “You’ve gotta be joking me.”

One of the first things I heard at an AA meeting was, “If you have to ask yourself if you could be an alcoholic, you probably are. How many “normal” drinkers do you hear going around asking themselves if they’ve got a problem?”

Ever since then, I’ve been very cut and dry on the subject, often repeating that same line.

So when I heard about this month without alcohol thing, I thought – “Honey, if you are testing yourself to see if you can get through a whole month without alcohol, you might as well just check your hat at the door and join in on the fun.”

Then I talked to a newcomer who was crushed, absolutely crushed by the realization that she could not make it through an entire month dry. Surprise, disappointment, disgust, fear, embarrassment – all these things were just pouring out of her.

And then it hit me. Like it should have hit me years ago.

This was my lack of tolerance for ignorance. My unwillingness to accept the fact that some people just aren’t sure. Exactly like I was not sure when I first came to the rooms. Exactly how I kinda-sorta-maybe knew, but actually kinda-sorta-maybe didn’t want it to be true.

My un-acceptance of who I used to be.

Today I would like to congratulate all those people out there who have tried, whether successfully or unsuccessfully, to participate in a dry month. Good for you! It takes a lot of courage and strength to try something, anything, new. Good for you for finding that courage somewhere deep in your heart of desires and going out on that limb to search for an answer. Whether or not you got the answer you wanted, or any answer at all, I am humbled by each and every one of you. Keep on this journey of asking and exploring. It will never lead you wrong.

“And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation – some fact of my life – unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.”
Alcoholics Anonymous, 4th Edition p. 417

 

 

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