Feeling a little crestfallen today. As many of you know, I've gotten fairly involved in NA as part of my recovery, despite serious misgivings about 12-step programs. My motivation has always been to try to take anything useful from any recovery-related resource available to me. Since I live in rural America, NA/AA is the mainstay of local treatment, so I've tried to make my peace with it.
Now, I don't think I'm going to walk away from NA. But over the last couple of days I sure have been feeling like it's a bad fit for me.
In particular, I've finally gotten a sponsor and have started writing out text in response to the NA Stepworking Guide (Step 1). My sponsor is a good guy, but a bit of an absentee landlord. He's simply very busy, so we almost never connect unless we happen to cross paths at a meeting. But that's fine--honestly I prefer a hands-off approach to some of the more intense sponsor/sponsee models. My problem is with the stepwork itself.
"Working Step One" is just making me feel incredibly shitty about myself.
It's hard to tell the difference between intense, uncomfortable (but therapeutic) self examination and gratuitous rehashing of our sins. But by evening yesterday I was pretty sure this exercise had veered into hairshirt territory. This is starting to make me think I need to go back to the drawing board with respect to my relationship with NA. I do value the friendships I've made there. And being involved in the fellowship (simple shit like making coffee, chairing meetings, etc.) does work against my habitual isolation. However, I'm starting to think that the "deeper" involvement of working steps with a sponsor is counterproductive for me.
I suppose there's no need to do anything definitive about this today. This shit sure is making me feel lousy though.
It's not helping that the "civilians" in my life (i.e. My friends and family) have been shaking their fingers at me all week, saying (with no small amount of frustration) that I seem depressed and distant and hurry-the-fuck-up-and-be-better.
All in all, feeling a bit backed into a corner today. It's one of those times that makes you wonder if this whole business of quitting opiates is having an effect on my life that I'm interested in pursuing. Realistically, I'm less depressed than I was when I was using heavily. But weeks like this, it becomes a matter of a pretty nuanced degree.
Sorry for the rant. Just feeling out of gas today.