We are certain a breed of our own. I was listening to a recommendation given by a friend and a particular lyrics really seemed to described the feeling that I had experienced and that quote was a follows:
I fell into yesterday.
Our dreams seemed not far away.
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy.
I went to two meetings tonight, heard a lot of great things that I needed to hear. When I was real real new, I came up with this top notch pop culture analogy of how I felt in recovery. When I'm out in the world, I'm like Neo in the Matrix, and I'm trying to make it back to the Oracle for "exactly what I needed to hear" and my disease is waiting outside my ship in the manifestation of a sentinel wriggling its arms wildly closing in on me as I lay plugged into a fantasy world created by a false believe system. I was pretty proud of my analogy, and since then I've said it at a meeting and got some laughs. I liked that. When I make people laugh I feel accepted.
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