Gaining Perspective

by Guest Post on January 2, 2008

I knew I had a problem long before admitting my dependency on alcohol. I rationalized it was a chemical imbalance, result of an over-developed intelligence (Ha!), or a twisted joke of higher powers but refused to think I may have an addiction. I mean it wasn’t like I was shooting up in an abandoned housing unit or a homeless alky-bum living out of a refrigerator box; I just didn’t fit the stereotype… until later. Of course no one fits the stereotype until it’s too late, unless born a crack baby or with fetal alcohol syndrome an addiction is a progressive disease that starts with an otherwise healthy individual.

The key to avoid becoming the stereotypical addict or alcoholic is early awareness and prevention. Like the picture above (see original story from 1940 here) in which special goggles allow for bullet-less target practice, it’s all a matter of perspective. Part of my mission at The Discovering Alcoholic is to share my story so that others may gain a perspective on addiction which may enable them to proactively deal with similar issues.

I have found that telling my story requires an introspection and honesty that strengthens my recovery in a cathartic manner. Others too have shared their story here and the latest is my friend Gatinha. She is sharing her story from the beginning because an addiction isn’t just about alcohol or drug dependency, it’s about how we live, mature, and interact with the world.

My parents became missionaries when I was seven and we moved to a country in South America. The biggest sin we MK's (missionary kids) committed, was to dance. When we were alone we would close the curtains, put on music and DANCE! Other than that I was a good kid. I made excellent grades and never got into any trouble. My sister was the one that worried my parents. She was always doing something that got her a spanking from my Dad. I was never spanked, but I knew when Dad was displeased with me. I got the"look" and the silent treatment.

Click here to read the rest of Gatinha’s My Story: The Early Years.

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