My name is Charleen and I am an alcoholic.
A recovered/recovering alcoholic. I got sober August 4th, 2009.
I am a member of Alcoholics Anonymous. My life is amazing.
A person I interact with regularly and who is a big part of my life and recovery is a HUGE Red Sox fan. Like, whoa. He is a mentor and hero of mine. Whenever I see or hear about the Boston Red Sox, I immediately think of him.
So one day I was not doing very good. I hadn’t been calling my sponsor, going to meetings, reading our literature or interacting in recovery in anyway. So yeah, I’m going to be miserable. I had a barbecue at my house. I decided a few non-alcoholic beers could not hurt me any, so I drove my miserable ass down to the liquor store. Just to get some O’douls! Indeed.
Before I walked away from that counter an incredible, indescribable, overwhelming feeling of powerlessness came over my entire being. I turned around to buy the vodka too. I was defeated. I gave in. I was already drunk in my mind.
As I turned back to the counter to purchase the booze, I looked up at the T.V. that was on right above my head. The freakin’ Red Sox were playing.
And it all came back to me. The purpose of my life, my recovery, my experience and what my message was to be to another drunk. God interfered that day, and did for me what I could absolutely not do for myself. I was reminded of my mentor and the power of the program of Alcoholics Anonymous, the fellowship, and helping others. What good am I drunk?
I did not drink that day, nor any of the days since then. Today I have not had a drink. Today I have a solution. And The Boston Red Sox will always be a part of my recovery.