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one of my friends was a counselor at a recovery jiont, and she got cancer on her back, and had the thing removed. she had a bout fifteen years clean and sober and has a beautiful daughter, that is one of my best friends. we are sisters in a way that is rather unusual, we do ceremony together, we camp almost a month a year, and we watch each other s back. she is blackfeet, I am halauapi. we are native women in a world that seems rather wierd sometimes, as we walk in two worlds.
She got kind of slap happy with the meds and got a DUI in a evil county in washington. Then she went to Sundance, and well I knew there was going to be some kind of trouble if she didnt just up and quit the meds then, but ya know how it is with friends , ya cannot make them listen to you, or if they do, to really hear the alarms sounding off in your brain when you are calmly expalining the deal, why they should not continue this dangerous shit etc
Two weeks later, she got in a car wreck two blocks from her house, and the guy died, I went to the hospital and picked her and her daughter up, and it was scary and sad, because, like I said sometimes people cannot hear you. I tried alot of different ways to say the same thing, and finally I told her I couldnt hang out with her because she was nodding out all the time.
My roomate jumped my shit big time, and well that was what worked besides the ceremonies, and the goofiness of our friendship, I guess love lost is a huge threat.
I felt guilty about taking that position, but I missed the way she was before, and I was willing to do anything to get her back.
It worked
I am so happy.
I love my friend, and I am happy that she is returning. That is one hard process ya know. My roomate is a person that is kind of posative and believes in love as ahealing process. I believe that too, but sometimes ya have to try a different angle.
the cats want me to go to sleep now. I think they know more than I do, they look up in my room sometimes like they can see stuff that I cant. I think there is no doubt about it. my friend and her daughter are sleeping in the next room, peace to all

Trying to straighten out a friend is one of the most frustrating things a person can endure. All my practicing friends are still out there and there is nothing I can do but be an example. Many of my friends are no longer with us. Hope is the best I can do. No one I know has a problem until they get in trouble. Even then their mishap in their mind is just fate or bad luck and has nothing to do with their addiction.

I was at a friends house the other night when a young lady with an aquired taste for spirits left her beer in her car because she didn't want to here a serman from me about drinking. This floored me because I am the type to voice my opinion about drinking only once. I make people aware of my soberiety then I let it go, won't mention it again. If they want to talk about it of course I will then voice my opinion. I learned early in my recovery that you can't save the world unless they want it.

I am happy and suprised to hear that your friend listened. It is a shame that a life was lost in the recovery process. Sometimes it takes such an event to open ones eyes.

I commend you for not giving up on your friend and I hope that your efforts last for the sake of your friend.

We that experience addiction have an edge that most will never experience. When we recover from an addiction we recieve a knowledge that only we understand. My worse day sober is better than my best day drunk.
I am the Sober Duck

because she didn't want to here a serman from me about drinking.

Is that what you think or is that what she said?

Yes, her words. I try not to precieve such thoughts. As soon as I left she retrieved her beer and continued her quest for the ultimate buzz explaining to my friend that she did not want to drink in front of me. Personally, I have learned only to care about one persons sobriety and drinking in front of me doesn't really bother me. It is a shame though that such a beautiful person is following a downward path that is obviously clear to me to be taking a toll on this once beautiful and vibrant young lady. Recently, this young lady experienced a traumatic event and has aged several years in just a few short months.
It's always sad when self destruction becomes an only escape from reality.

remeber alice and wonderland walking thru the looking glass falling thru the hole chasing the rabbit
what time is it?
the cheshire cat smiles in the tree?
what tree? where is the tree?
i am one with the tree
the tree is me? what season are you?
truth is, this piece is more about love and being there for your sisters than recovery get it?

Title, "My Friends" Dead give a way.
My mind set is recovery, it has to be for me.
All writings have meaning but can be interpreted several ways. I ran with the obvious. Recovering always involves friends. Hard to go alone.

I don't know Dick. If CS had posted this to the Snippets board I would have taken it differentyl On creative I took it another way.

I just wondered whether your friend was ashamed for you to see her drinking, not that she feared another "sermon" I have never found your postings to be "preachy". Just straight ahead telling it like it was.

Go Ask Alice.

http://www.snopes.com/language/literary/askalice.asp

CS I just figured you wrote a good story.

Nice work.

If you had posted it on snippets I would feel differently.

I would have been more skeptical

got a DUI in a evil county in washington

and

Two weeks later, she got in a car wreck two blocks from her house, and the guy died,...

there are many approaches to communication with the slovenly, being in recovery myself it is no surprise to me, that sometimes we are the last one to know, when we fall on our lips and feel like we dont deserve anything, the most beautiful moment of clarity and the real gift of spirit is to realize we dont got to do that anymore= at this piont the party is over, one foot in recovery and one out it seems that we are in a precarious position, and then suddenly the lights come on, and we are given a second sometimes third and fourth chance at a great life, the lights come on!
i have the honor of working with others, and my sobriety is contingient on me giving it away!! later duckyquack quack quack