A Story Shared
By Marissa Walters
Time stopped for a moment that day. It felt like a long pause. Why was I so surprised by what my friend/mentor told me? To this day, I can't remember what caused her to share her story of recovery with me. She must have known, or sensed, from a comment I made that one of my close relatives was struggling with alcoholism and that for me, “hope” was no longer a word in my world. I believe it was the first time I shared this with her.
She was not just the woman who waxed my brows, but my career mentor, and who I aspire to be. She embodies all the characteristics of a remarkable person, so why was I was surprised when she said: “I have 23 years clean -- recovery is possible.”
I remember sitting up, and for some reason talking about how emotional pain goes hand and hand with physical pain. There's a bit of humor to that sentence. I'm sure I asked my question in such a direct way, basically: “Huh?” “You?” “How?” “Why? She laughed and told me: “When you're ready to get sober, you get sober, no one, no program will do it for you, you gotta hit rock bottom.”
Her? She hit rock bottom? She is so polished, organized, a businesswoman, mom, wife, mentor. How did addiction happen to her? Now I'm wondering, as these thoughts fill my head, am I judging her? Why am I so surprised that someone who reclaimed their life would be able to obtain all she has. Right? Before this moment there was only one way I saw addicts, addictions and vices -- a cancer that took all from someone who couldn't be anything more. Perhaps that conclusion made it easier for me to see addiction as black and white to justify my anger. Now I know there is grey area, and in this grey area addicts find hope, and in this grey area is where the family members of the addict find hope.
This grey area intrigued me. I wanted to learn where an addict finds a path to a life that isn't bound to the addiction. I wanted to see addiction through new eyes. I wanted to know how an addict gets clean and sober. Don't ingest the substance? Tear themselves down to the bone to repair and build a new version of themselves. What is a program? There are many: NA, AA (there are others, but I’d like to focus on these two). I asked her about her program. I learned what the 12 Steps are, about meetings, sponsors.
Now, a year or two later, my friend calls me: “Hey Marissa, I’m going to be a speaker tonight at an NA meeting. Would you like to attend to be my support?” I said yes. I was excited, nervous and felt so honored that my friend asked me to go with her. When we arrived, everyone said hello and hugged each other. I am not an affectionate person so I didn't like that part of the meeting, but now I realize, this may be the last or first hug someone may have. This hug is more than just a hug, it's an acknowledgement that a person is where they need to be.
The meeting opened with the reading that I learned begins every meeting. Then came the time to read a passage from the Blue Book of Narcotics Anonymous. She looked at me and said: “It’d be an honor if you would read this.” So, I stood up in a room filled with maybe 30 people, and I read four paragraphs by Jimmy Kinnon from the Blue Book. As I was reading, I was also learning about their journey. A line stood out to me. When I read it, I had to pause. “Many pass away before reaching recovery, that is why it's important we share our story.” Tears filled my eyes as this sentence left my lips, the world slowed down, and feeling angry and judgmental no longer served me. I'm in this room full of people that are and have faced the darkest parts of themselves and are now giving themselves a chance to win this battle and embracing this as a lifetime battle.
She broke down the purpose of each of the 12 Steps which are meant to help with recovery, take accountability and build the lasting foundation for sobriety. The meetings are for routine, community and a place to share without judgment, and the sponsor is to help the person navigate their recovery. I didn't realize there was something more than just rehab, that there is so much support out there. So why, if there is so much support, aren't more addicts sober? Now that question plagued me. Again, another judgment in my thinking made itself welcome.
So again, I looked to my friend to answer this question. Of course, she shared with me how the brain of an addict operates; the fix is all their brain thinks about and wants, so getting sober means no longer having that fix. This is where rock bottom makes its appearance if the addict is lucky enough to hit rock bottom before the addiction claims their life.
Rock bottom is when the addiction is no longer “manageable”. Perhaps losing a job, a relationship, or having the family cut ties is when the addict finally faces their truth. But again, how can someone not know they're an addict? Again, another judgement, this “All knowing, I’m better” thought was going through my head. So now I'm asking: “Well, what makes someone become an addict?”
I'd like to reference a quote from writer Jennine Capo Crucet: “We didn't know what exactly we were investing in, only that the result of this investment was whoever I was going to be.” When someone attends a meeting, that meeting is an investment in the future self they are working to be. I find inspiration in this. A person battled the part of themselves that pulled them from their true self and buried them in the depth of harmful indulgence. Now they are reclaiming those days, and embracing the days, weeks, months and years it will take to meet their true self again. How can I justify the morning when I don't want to go for a walk, attend to my chores? All I’m up against is not feeling like doing those things, while this person is fighting their greatest internal battle, and making strides. What can I learn from this person?
Now I want to turn the focus to two things I decided to take from this. Eager to understand all the thoughts rushing through my head, the time came for me to ask myself: “If I feel such a pull of emotions, from shock, to awe, and hurt, what caused my friend to make her way to the other side, but not the addicted person in my life? Did she have something special about her that meant she’d become the 1 out of a room of 12 addicts who attained sobriety? Or was it resilience? Is someone born an addict, pre-determined, nature versus nurture, or is the consumption just a symptom of something internal?
I'd like to reference a quote from writer Jennine Capo Crucet: “We didn't know what exactly we were investing in, only that the result of this investment was whoever I was going to be.” When someone attends a meeting, that meeting is an investment in the future self they are working to be. I find inspiration in this. A person battled the part of themselves that pulled them from their true self and buried them in the depth of harmful indulgence. Now they are reclaiming those days, and embracing the days, weeks, months and years it will take to meet their true self again. How can I justify the morning when I don't want to go for a walk, attend to my chores? All I’m up against is not feeling like doing those things, while this person is fighting their greatest internal battle, and making strides. What can I learn from this person?
Now I want to turn the focus to two things I decided to take from this. Eager to understand all the thoughts rushing through my head, the time came for me to ask myself: “If I feel such a pull of emotions, from shock, to awe, and hurt, what caused my friend to make her way to the other side, but not the addicted person in my life? Did she have something special about her that meant she’d become the 1 out of a room of 12 addicts who attained sobriety? Or was it resilience? Is someone born an addict, pre-determined, nature versus nurture, or is the consumption just a symptom of something internal?
Now I dove into the ocean of research, and what I found was profound. The odds are that most people, from a young age, can become addicts. But there is also a set of people, who are called outliers and break the cycle, who do not become another face in a statistic.
When I think of the outliers in this context, a lyric from Globus Hystericus by the Agonist, a song that has resonated with me for years plays in my head. These lyrics encompass strength and the lack of privilege to have eyes of the ignorant, the eyes that face the reality of cause and effect and see each movement they make as a right turn to the left turns that have been so placed in front of them. And yes, taking these left turns would have been so easy. Follow the line. One who dares to walk the road less traveled will find they are their own company.
“What does the tree say to his friend the rock? When he lives and breathes, and they sit and mock and he grows strong for centuries long. But finally dies and begins to rot. ‘We will last intact this way! And you my friend, my friend you will soon decay’ ‘But I can breathe-am commensal. The shade, the fruits, the nest on bough, and if my life finite, I'm glad to have spent it right’ But rocks prefer to simply sit, to win none, lose none, just exist, but nary should an ocean rise, they'd disappear with the tides, when trees ignite a cyclical life from plant to Earth and back, whom, even when their roots are plowed, have left exponential impact.”
Something that fascinates me is that when a tree is sick, the tree next to it can become sick. The saying “addiction is a family disease” reminds me of how trees share a root system. Why is it a family disease? Is it just a behavior that was passed down? But I remember that my friend told me that “addiction is the symptom of internal turmoil.”
Okay, so behavior is passed down. I toss that theory out. It coins the saying from the roles different family members take on in the dynamic. But I want to understand how if one can see the destruction it causes, why would they themselves repeat it? Addiction is the result of not wanting to feel. There's a feeling a person doesn't want. Well, a pill, a powder, a liquid, can “remove” it. Or perhaps if they want to feel something they “can't”, the medium can get them that feeling quick. The neglect a child growing up experiences from a family member can have lasting effects, and there's a risk of repeating the behavior if the emotions aren’t addressed.
Now let's talk about the outliers, the ones who see the writing on the wall, who accept the razor blade edge they have been given to walk in this life, Another set of lyrics by the Agonist play in my head: “The future is so much longer than the past, I picked up wrongs along the way, removed from the mass, but, I still had to jettison things to outrun gravity.”
The outlier doesn't see addiction as this monster that only preys on certain people, addiction is a symptom of internal turmoil, and the reality is, every person who breathes, will face turmoil in their life. But the person who addresses it rather than ignore it, well that person reduces the risk of addiction becoming their life. Self-Reflection in Zen Buddha has a sentence that reads: “When we become too tolerant towards ourselves, we tend to overlook our faults, and when we overlook our faults, we cannot purify ourselves and make any progress on the path.”
Now how did I come to this conclusion? When I had went to that meeting with my friend, I met career people, financially successful. The ones that stood out to me were the ones who later in life become addicts. My heart sunk to the floor; I had always had this fixed idea that I wasn't aware of until this moment. I had thought addiction happens from an early age, that once someone makes it past their mid 20s, they beat that hourglass. How wrong I was, and being wrong, opened my eyes to something bigger.
Choices. Choices are what separates one from this life of addiction. The one who became an addict was once a person without an addiction, who in a moment of wanting to feel comfortable began a life crashing amongst the waves of addiction. What I choose to take from this, is that I and anyone could become this person if the choices made aligned with the actions that lead to addiction. Addressing the internal turmoil rather than burying it with a substance is where prevention starts. To the addicts who shared their story with me, I'd like to thank you.