it took me a long time to accept my alcoholism and that I could benefit from the 12 steps. I felt very defiant against the religious aspect. I hated being told what to do. I hate when people who’ve admitted they can’t manage their life try to manage mine. “you need medication”, “you can’t have medication”, “you used your medication alcoholically”, “if you don’t do this, you’re not willing to go to any lengths”, “obey God”
just a handful of statements that make my therapist gag.
but I got out of a very codependent and toxic relationship at around 10 months sober. and I was like “fuck, I really need to lock in to this AA program. now that I have no external love to fill my cup, I feel defenseless”
so I went to a meeting. and the speaker talked about her love addiction. I totally related and asked her to be my sponsor in AA. I started going to SLAA and looking for a sponsor.
and boy, am I starting to see a lot of problems with it.
first of all, I think almost everyone in SLAA has some form of attachment issues. usually stemming from childhood trauma. usually characterized by BPD or C-PTSD traits.
and that doesn’t immediately disqualify a spiritual program as a solution. but the amount of self-shaming I’m hearing… I’m not okay with.
I don’t want to identify as a “sex and love addict” I believe language is powerful and the way we identify is a self-fulfilling prophecy
my AA sponsor has made a lot of executive decisions about my life, like that it’s not appropriate for me to hang out with my friend who I went on a date with once. that it’s “a risk for relapse”. but no. actually I’m not interested in her. we are friends. it’s a healthy practice in boundaries. don’t project all over me
I’m tired of hearing that any form of intrigue is “my shameful addiction”. and terms like “finding a new victim”. I don’t think it’s healthy to analyze every thought I ever have. and any time I find someone attractive. and every time I listen to a love song. and every time I’m sexually aroused.
I have OCD and the aforementioned hyperanalysis is actually making me question reality and my own intentions in a very unhealthy way. disrupting my daily life, HOURLY. it’s not normal.
I heard someone say that none of our relationships prior to working the program could have been “real love”. who are you to define love? not all love is healthy love. my parents love me despite the mistakes they made and their own unhealed issues. fuck that.
an equal amount of attachment issues need to be healed in relationship as those that should be healed alone and through relationship to self
why can I not get the help I need out of trauma therapy and my dharma recovery groups? why do we speak about our program like it’s the only program?
the book is sexist and boring and way worse than the big book. and again, a tone of rigidity and shame. shame is the number one blockage in healing trauma. i don’t need more of it. i reject that.
we don’t allow or discuss harm reduction, which is actually wild coming from a program where total abstinence often isn’t possible.
also, not to mention the lack of queer-
and neurodivergent friendliness. i’m sorry but every sober dating plan i’ve heard of would be a joke in the lesbian community. i can have boundaries and know myself better but. yeah.
also, to have 100 bottom lines and rules for dating actually sends me into an autistic spiral. I already don’t understand unspoken social rules. now you want me to LET GO of the few friends I have because you don’t think they’re “sober enough”, just to have to try and make friends AGAIN as an extremely socially awkward person WITH a bunch of rules floating around in my head? that is straight neurotypical shit.
finally, I don’t feel I fit in here because I have had multiple people interested in me in the past month and have very rationally declined to date them, even when there was attraction. with no obsession following the event. because I know I have healing to do and I WANT to be alone for this season of my life. no limerence. no obsession.
I fantasize about everything, that’s what I do. I’m a maladaptive daydreamer. it could be about hot cowgirls or pineapple on pizza or my favorite band in the green room. it could be maladaptive coping, sure. but no amount of praying about it is going to change it. healthier coping skills will. grounding and body-centered work will.
so I want out, and that might mean I need a new AA sponsor. I’m not really sure how to broach the topic with her.