Friends of Bill W.

Greyson · 11-12-2009, 07:46 AM

Good morning Sherri, Tommi. Yes, I stalk your words of wisdom here too. You may have noticed, I and our community really needs this light. Thanks again Sherri.

Tommi · 11-12-2009, 08:22 AM

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Originally Posted by Greyson

Good morning Sherri, Tommi. Yes, I stalk your words of wisdom here too. You may have noticed, I and our community really needs this light. Thanks again Sherri.

Good Morning Greyson and Lefty, ,
I too look for the words displayed which seem to magically apply to my day, or memories of the past.

I like to apply just one thing from those daily posts. Sometimes, I take away a mental bumper sticker. Sometimes, I print them, fold them up and carry them in my pocket, and read to remind myself there is more to life than the daily drama of the world.

Keep coming back, it works if you work it....

HAPPY NOVEMBER

Soft*Silver · 11-13-2009, 03:13 AM

Ahhh..here is the thread I wanted!
Today is my one year anniversary. I had 19 years but gave it up a year ago. Drank worse than I ever did ... and actually should have been in the ER. Its true..the disease doesnt stop just because you dont drink. Anyways, I am now 1 year clean and sober and am actually glad I drank..it broke what needed to be broken for it to heal the right way...

LeftWriteFemme · 11-13-2009, 05:23 AM

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Originally Posted by softness

Ahhh..here is the thread I wanted!
Today is my one year anniversary. I had 19 years but gave it up a year ago. Drank worse than I ever did ... and actually should have been in the ER. Its true..the disease doesnt stop just because you dont drink. Anyways, I am now 1 year clean and sober and am actually glad I drank..it broke what needed to be broken for it to heal the right way...

So glad you made it back!!! Happy anniversary!!!! Have a great day!

Tommi · 11-13-2009, 06:26 AM

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Originally Posted by softness

Ahhh..here is the thread I wanted!
Today is my one year anniversary. I had 19 years but gave it up a year ago. Drank worse than I ever did ... and actually should have been in the ER. Its true..the disease doesnt stop just because you dont drink. Anyways, I am now 1 year clean and sober and am actually glad I drank..it broke what needed to be broken for it to heal the right way...

HAAPPPPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUU
HAPPPY BIRTHDaaaaaayyyyy Dear softness

HAPPppppp Birrrtthday to Youuuuuuuuuuuu

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LeftWriteFemme · 11-14-2009, 08:55 AM

November 14

THREE TOYS FLOATING

I bat the ducks across the surface of my bath. Soaking is supposed to calm me. I’m waiting. I assure you my impatience is no help to this process. These yellow, tub-bound misfits grinning at me don’t fill me with the joy of living, either. I have blown bubbles until I’m blue. I smell like a French elevator from the bath oils. My hair is stiff with conditioner; my face packed with mud. “Do the right thing," said my sponsor. She is such a pain. Here I am bubble bath to my armpits, and not a hint of peace. Her question rings, “What do you want?” But isn’t it obvious? If I knew that, what would I be doing wrinkling in this swilling vat? I wouldn’t. I would be out doing my ‘thing’, whatever that ‘thing’ is. How I’m going to figure myself out I don’t know. And ‘she’ is no help, (you know who ‘she’ is, she the sponsor lady)
So what do I want?
World peace.
A clue.
Maybe just a hint.
But I know part of it. I know more than I admit.
I want sobriety and happiness, dignity and respect, enough time to do these things, and love.
“Well," says she, “those things are easy. Work the steps, then the traditions; practice them, do service, and take the advice you give to your own sponsees.”
I stick out my tongue in her general direction.

Creep toward the unknown.

LeftWriteFemme · 11-15-2009, 06:02 AM

November 15

DESERVING

Tender toes crushed by moving memories, fresh pain from ancient injuries, shock incurred from these lifeless reminiscences. Unhappy reconstructions slap unsuspecting faces. The people, who stood by to let the chips fall where they may, try to feign 'innocent bystander' now that shit is falling from the sky. Unexposed skin will burn when the flames leap high. Idiotic excuses will not retard the fire of injustice coming to call. Too late tears carry no freight with the past recipients of the it all runs down hill award. Cowards make themselves cripples and fracture at the force of incoming reality, and deserve more than they get.

Once well is a full feeling.

LeftWriteFemme · 11-16-2009, 05:08 AM

November 16

DOWN THE UPSIDE

On the downside of a rising star there is too much fear. Anticipation is recommended for ascent, delight should be encouraged, but all out alarm is usually sounded whether it is needed or not. Panic dims the shining pleasure of mounting the sky. Refuting celestial status, denying astral projection, I renounce myself. Attaining height, my position in space is apparent to bystanders and onlookers. I need to ride the comet and accept fate, my nemesis. Fortune shines on me, I should not squint away kismet.

Expand your spiritual muscle.

LeftWriteFemme · 11-13-2009, 05:27 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tommi

Good Morning Greyson and Lefty, ,
I too look for the words displayed which seem to magically apply to my day, or memories of the past.

I like to apply just one thing from those daily posts. Sometimes, I take away a mental bumper sticker. Sometimes, I print them, fold them up and carry them in my pocket, and read to remind myself there is more to life than the daily drama of the world.

Keep coming back, it works if you work it....

HAPPY NOVEMBER

Thank you, Daddy! You've read me so long and so well that you know me inside and out, I can not think of a greater gift! It warms my heart that you carry part of me with you everyday!.

love,

the girl

LeftWriteFemme · 11-13-2009, 05:25 AM

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Originally Posted by Greyson

Good morning Sherri, Tommi. Yes, I stalk your words of wisdom here too. You may have noticed, I and our community really needs this light. Thanks again Sherri.

Greyson, thank you so much! I am so happy to be of service to the community which carries me to this life I could never have even known to ask for. I am so glad you're here! How was the Round Up??

Sherrie

11-13-2009, 03:13 AM	#3
SoftSilver Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: Married Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: rose cottage Posts: 5,592 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 8,948 Thanked 15,895 Times in 4,062 Posts Rep Power*: 21474857	Ahhh..here is the thread I wanted! Today is my one year anniversary. I had 19 years but gave it up a year ago. Drank worse than I ever did ... and actually should have been in the ER. Its true..the disease doesnt stop just because you dont drink. Anyways, I am now 1 year clean and sober and am actually glad I drank..it broke what needed to be broken for it to heal the right way... __________________ Pole bachit, a lis chuye. The field sees, the forest hears

11-12-2009, 07:46 AM	#1
Greyson Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: Transmasculine/Non-Binary Preferred Pronoun?: Hy (Pronounced He) Relationship Status: Married Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: SF Bay Area Posts: 6,589 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 21,132 Thanked 8,146 Times in 2,005 Posts Rep Power: 21474858	Good morning Sherri, Tommi. Yes, I stalk your words of wisdom here too. You may have noticed, I and our community really needs this light. Thanks again Sherri.

11-14-2009, 08:55 AM	#6
LeftWriteFemme Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Daddy's good girl Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Jersey Posts: 16,642 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,529 Thanked 12,285 Times in 5,184 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	November 14 THREE TOYS FLOATING I bat the ducks across the surface of my bath. Soaking is supposed to calm me. I’m waiting. I assure you my impatience is no help to this process. These yellow, tub-bound misfits grinning at me don’t fill me with the joy of living, either. I have blown bubbles until I’m blue. I smell like a French elevator from the bath oils. My hair is stiff with conditioner; my face packed with mud. “Do the right thing," said my sponsor. She is such a pain. Here I am bubble bath to my armpits, and not a hint of peace. Her question rings, “What do you want?” But isn’t it obvious? If I knew that, what would I be doing wrinkling in this swilling vat? I wouldn’t. I would be out doing my ‘thing’, whatever that ‘thing’ is. How I’m going to figure myself out I don’t know. And ‘she’ is no help, (you know who ‘she’ is, she the sponsor lady) So what do I want? World peace. A clue. Maybe just a hint. But I know part of it. I know more than I admit. I want sobriety and happiness, dignity and respect, enough time to do these things, and love. “Well," says she, “those things are easy. Work the steps, then the traditions; practice them, do service, and take the advice you give to your own sponsees.” I stick out my tongue in her general direction. Creep toward the unknown.

11-15-2009, 06:02 AM	#7
LeftWriteFemme Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Daddy's good girl Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Jersey Posts: 16,642 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,529 Thanked 12,285 Times in 5,184 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	November 15 DESERVING Tender toes crushed by moving memories, fresh pain from ancient injuries, shock incurred from these lifeless reminiscences. Unhappy reconstructions slap unsuspecting faces. The people, who stood by to let the chips fall where they may, try to feign 'innocent bystander' now that shit is falling from the sky. Unexposed skin will burn when the flames leap high. Idiotic excuses will not retard the fire of injustice coming to call. Too late tears carry no freight with the past recipients of the it all runs down hill award. Cowards make themselves cripples and fracture at the force of incoming reality, and deserve more than they get. Once well is a full feeling.

11-16-2009, 05:08 AM	#8
LeftWriteFemme Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Daddy's good girl Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Jersey Posts: 16,642 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,529 Thanked 12,285 Times in 5,184 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	November 16 DOWN THE UPSIDE On the downside of a rising star there is too much fear. Anticipation is recommended for ascent, delight should be encouraged, but all out alarm is usually sounded whether it is needed or not. Panic dims the shining pleasure of mounting the sky. Refuting celestial status, denying astral projection, I renounce myself. Attaining height, my position in space is apparent to bystanders and onlookers. I need to ride the comet and accept fate, my nemesis. Fortune shines on me, I should not squint away kismet. Expand your spiritual muscle.