Since I started this blog, I have threatened to share my story. It is probably all here, but not all in one place, and not in chronological order. I wrote the story of my sobriety earlier this year, year by year. It hurt like hell, but I think it was a good thing to do.
I drank for 18 years. I am proposing writing out, for 18 days, year by year, the story of my life that brought me to the doors of Alcoholics Anonymous. I will start tonight, and do this at night because it won't be possible to do, on the fly, in the mornings before work.
I have been reading a lot of blogs lately. Alcoholic and family of alcoholic. And it occurred to me that we alcoholic bloggers show up all shiny and spiritual (which is good) but that a person wouldn't really know what hell we have been through to get to this. The years of hell that most of us had to endure to make us willing to be willing. Because without that willingness, nothing can be accomplished. That desire to change is the one thing that cannot be externally supplied to the alcoholic.
I know that I hear AA members say that they don't like to hear "drunkalogs" - but oh, how I love to hear a person's story! I love to tell mine (or did until recently). If we just like to come and talk about how well we are doing, we could go anywhere and do that! It is important to remember where we came from and where we could return in the blink of an eye. It is also important to let others know the whole picture of who we are. Not just the good, but the bad and the ugly. So that they might also have hope.
What say you, should I write this?