I attended my very first Alcoholics Anonymous meeting last week. Prior to the open Alcoholics Anonymous meeting, I did not have prior knowledge to what it entailed. Social media, society and my peers had depicted a negative image in my head of how the meetings go about. Going into an unexpected and different environment made me nervous. The level of nervousness I was experiencing is abnormal. My heart started pounding, and my hands started to sweat. The majority of the way I was feeling was influenced by the thought in my head of getting judged by the members of the group. I thought that they would have been able to tell that I wasn’t there because I have an alcoholic issues and I was afraid that they would call me out on it. Although, I had unsettled feelings towards the meeting, I was also excited to experience something that is out of my comfort zone. To hear about peoples …show more content…
The members were all clean, looked healthy and well kempt. I was expecting an entire different presentation from everybody in the room. When I walked into the room, there was a lady standing and greeting people as they walked in. She walked up to me and welcomed me, I didn’t have to explain why I was there or what I wanted. There was coffee and cookies at a table and the chairs were in the centre of the room. Everybody there looked friendly, which made me less nervous and more comfortable with myself. A women stood up to speak to the crowed and she thanked everyone for coming. I looked around me and I was appalled because I never pictured myself ever attending an AA meeting in my life. People spoke about the issues going on in their lives, and they tried their best to make sense of the mistakes they’ve made. I absolutely felt like I could relate to the feelings they shared. While it made me sad to hear that so many people are struggling, hurting and fighting to overcome such a powerful problem, it amazed me at how strong these people
As lifeless as she looked, her eyes were open. Smothered underwater in a baby pool on the back porch, I ran to her aid thinking she was no longer alive. Fortunately, she was still breathing and I cautiously dragged her out of the water. Tears streamed down my face as I shook her limp body in an attempt to bring her to consciousness. As a fourth grader, this was a horrendous experience, however, several other of my mother’s drunken episodes were just as terrifying.
Fabian Castaneda Mrs.Kehrmeyer Contemp. Comp April 25, 2015 The Problems With AA AA meetings are for people who are struggling with alcoholism which means they have an addiction to the consumption of alcoholic liquor or the mental illness and compulsive behavior resulting from alcohol dependency. I believe that these meetings are not helpful and in some cases cause harm the people who are trying to change and no longer alcoholics or drug addicts. These meetings do not have high success rates in fact they have very low rates.
Throughout my whole life, my father has been an alcoholic. There have been times when he has tried to quit, but it never lasted for more than a few months. His addiction has brought on stressful times for my family. Some days we did not know where he was or if he was coming home. Although my father’s addiction might not have made the best childhood, he did show me the kind of person I did not want to be.
The older man stated, “The thing that will save you, is if you shut up”. I found this to be very rude, as did many of the other members. I, however, did not say anything because it was not my place. Other than that short moment, I really enjoyed this meeting. In the end, it was beneficial to me because of my family history with alcoholism.
I received my first AAM!! I also was awarded hero of the battlefield... Only two of us were recognized for hero of the battle field out of the whole battalion! ... I don 't think it really means anything though but it was cool to get recognized by the lieutenant colonel!
The Diversity University event was not what I expected it to be. In fact, I had no idea what it was about at all. I literally went around campus to see if anything exciting was going on. I was curious and I saw a promotion board outside of my residence hall. Immediately, I walked over to the Rayburn Student Center where the event was taking place.
With multiple stories ranging from mental abuse, physical abuse, betrayal and disloyalty, they all seem to overcome adversity one way or another. Whether they left their current situation, they just stayed and took the abuse, or they passed away. Day in and day out we see these types of things going on. Are we the type of people to help? Or are we the type of people that just sit there and let it happen.
My initial perception of the members in the room is that some members may be shy to disclose their stories, but was amazed that everyone came forth in the room to discuss their shortcoming. Furthermore, I did not have any stereotypes perception about alcoholism since I am aware that alcoholism is a disease that affects the brain. My understanding about alcoholism was confirmed by the various client verbalization of their stories and problems associated with
I had a little trouble keeping up with the conversations and wished I knew more signs to get across what I wanted to say. Thankfully, everyone was understanding, and they slowed things down when I needed them to. Following this, my friend Taylor and I went to grab food and explore the campus on our own.
The meeting was different than I expected. I expected a small group of people sitting in a circle and telling their stories and it was very different from that. It was an extremely positive place. There were people ranging in ages and people ranging on length of sobriety. Some people there have been sober for over 25 years and some people had less than a week
It takes one time Being the child of an addict is terrifying! You never know how and why it started. And you always wonder if it was you the one that caused it. After you find out you always wonder if he is going to go back to his old habits.
My grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in early 2005. Visiting him every few years, I could see his recognition abilities deteriorating as the disease progressed. Eventually, he reached the point where he nearly forgot everyone except the one person he had spent the most time with; his wife. At the time of his death in 2013, he was in the advanced stage of Alzheimer’s. My experience with my grandfather and realizing that although many people have to go through this, there is not much awareness of these diseases, inspired me to choose dementia as my topic of interest.
When I was a teenager, the cool thing to do was hang out with friends, party, and drink alcohol, so I thought. My friends and I would tend to follow the crowd and it seemed to always lead to trouble. I was only 14 years old the night it all began. At the time, I could not drive so my friends came and picked me up, we all went to a house party and alcohol was there. Because we were senseless and easily influenced, we decided to try some to fit in.
I thought that attending a support group would be an interesting experience where I would be able to meet people that struggle with an addiction face to face. I would be able to understand that those people are normal people that we see everyday and think that they do not have any problems. Attending a support group will help me open my mind about how to treat a patient with an addiction and have extra understanding of what they go through. My expectations are to be able to listen to their stories and learn how the addiction works and how they behave.
first time drinking ~ skinny dipping in my friends pool I WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THERE FIRST TIME