Resentment

Resentments are the poison that we drink, and then wait for the other person to die.
- Anonymous

Some of the truest words you’ll ever read.

Think about it.  Think about that terrible thing that (insert name here) did to you back in the long-ago.  Think about how bad it made you feel.  Think about how you’d like to get back at (**),  how you’d like to tell them off in words that would make them shrivel and leave them with nothing at all to say.

How often do those thoughts come into your head?  Once a week?  Once a day?  Whenever you think of that person?  Whenever you do something that reminds you of them?  Whenever their name comes up in conversation?  Whenever you’re just feeling sorry for yourself and want to feel better by reminding yourself how terrible someone else is? 

I thought so.

Now, while you’re making yourself miserable thinking about how you’ve been wronged, what do you think (insert name here) is doing?  Do you think she’s spending her time thinking about the subject?  Do you figure they think about it at all?  If you confronted him, would he even remember the incident? Would he remember it the same way you do?

See, the thing is, renting out space in your head to that person, that incident, that resentment, hurts nobody but you (and the people you inflict it on from time to time).  You’re the one whose stomach is boiling, who gets all tense, who drinks the poison that is meant for that other person.  They will never taste it, but you will taste it as long as you keep holding that poisoned cup.

So deal with it.  It’s your problem and your misery.  It’s only hurting you.  That s.o.b. is oblivious, and would probably think you were hallucinating if you brought it up.

It’s up to you whether or not you pick up that cup again.  Do you want to be righteous, or do you want to be happy?

Start Preparing Now to Avoid the Effects of Seasonal Affective Disorder

For many people (especially those of us in the northern hemisphere) September is the beginning of fall, and with the fall months come the winter blues, or worse, Seasonal Affective Disorder. The time to start prepping for those dark and gloomy cold-weather days is now, before the sun and warmth are gone completely.

Get thee to a meeting!

http://lifehacker.com/5837879/start-preparing-now-to-avoid-the-effects-of-seasonal-affective-disorder

Why Do Addicts Keep Using Despite The Consequences?

Early in human history, there were probably few alcoholics or addicts because the alcohol content available in fermented fruit was low, and plants that produced other intoxicating substances were relatively scarce.  The development of agriculture made it possible to insure supplies of grain for beer production, and enabled organized farming of other plant producers of mood-altering substances. …

Read more at the Sunrise Detox Blog

Why Do Addicts Keep Using Despite The Consequences?

Early in human history there were probably few alcoholics or addicts, because the alcohol content available in fermented fruit was low, and plants that produced other intoxicating substances were relatively scarce.  The development of agriculture created food surpluses, especially of grain, the major ingredient in beer, and a class of workers that was not tied to food production.  These specialized occupations — brewing and raising non-food crops among them — allowed a gradual increase in the organized  production of mood-altering substances.

Read more at the Sunrise Detox Blog

Alcohol Disrupts Women’s Sleep More Than Men’s: Study

It’s long been known that alcohol can deepen sleep during the early part of the night but disrupt sleep later in the night, something called the “rebound effect.” But there’s been little research into how alcohol’s effects on sleep may differ in women and men.

This study included 59 women and 34 men in their 20s who consumed either alcohol until they were drunk or a non-alcoholic beverage before they went to bed. Researchers then monitored the participants’ sleep.

 

via Alcohol Disrupts Women’s Sleep More Than Men’s: Study.

Free Sobriety Counter For Your Sidebar

Ryan, at rehab-programs.org, asked me to review and perhaps recommend their line of free sobriety counters.  They’re pretty cool.  If you’ve been looking for a counter for your blog sidebar (and if your blog platform allows javascript), you might want to take a look at what they offer.

I’d post one, but my platform doesn’t allow javascript. Here’s a link:

http://www.rehab-programs.org/widget/

My dad’s an alcoholic and he won’t stop drinking

My father is a 60-year-old “functioning” alcoholic — whatever that means. My parents own a business together and he goes to work every day, comes home and makes a lot of money. None of us in my immediate family realized he was an alcoholic until about eight years ago when he had to go to the emergency room for acute pancreatitis. It was horrible; he was in a sort of coma, going through DT’s, and he nearly died. The doctor told us that he was an alcoholic and that he had to quit drinking. Looking back, I can’t believe we were all so blind to what was actually happening. I always thought he drank too much, but it never really occurred to me that he wouldn’t be able to stop. …

http://goo.gl/gBy7

Congress passes bill to reduce disparity in crack, powder cocaine sentencing

The measure changes a 1986 law, enacted at a time when crack cocaine use was rampant and considered a particularly violent drug. Under the law, a person convicted of crack cocaine possession got the same mandatory prison term as someone with 100 times the same amount of powder cocaine. The new legislation reduces that ratio to about 18 to 1.

The bill also eliminates the five-year mandatory minimum for first-time possession of crack, the first time since the Nixon administration that Congress has repealed a mandatory minimum sentence. It does not apply retroactively.

Long overdue!

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/07/28/AR2010072802969_pf.html

Spoiled Rich Kid

The human race is sort of like a spoiled rich brat, that inherited a fortune and blew it all on wine, debauchery and song, only to die penniless in the gutter. Thing is, only about 20% of us got the bank account number, and we’re taking the other 80% right to the gutter with us.

Independence Day

I used to be a patriotic guy, and I admit to getting a little bit choked up now and then on patriotic occasions — although, nowadays, more for the people who made the sacrifices than for pride of country.  After all, what right do I have to be proud of it?  I didn’t choose it, didn’t build it, only support a small portion of it, and have virtually no say in how it is run (despite mythology to the contrary).  So, for what should I be proud?  Anyway, let’s not go there.

There is one day, however, that means a great deal to me.  That’s Independence Day.  Independence I can relate to in a big way, and even though my own personal independence day was 14 September in 1989, I still sort of think of the celebration and fireworks on the 4th as my own celebration of my independence from alcohol and drugs.

Ask a recovering alcoholic/addict about independence.  Those folks — us folks — know what independence is really about.

We used to say, “Have a cool Yule and a frigid First.”  I wish all of you the degree of frigidity appropriate to your needs during this long, hot Summer, and a happy, enjoyable Fourth.

And hey…don’t forget the sunscreen!