I have to check in on the home computer, image doesn't make it through here at work.
Anyway, bummer weekend.
History: last wednesday I was at a meeting that a friend chairs. She intro'd the speaker and sat down and then started crying. She and some of her network ladies left hen came back and they were all upset. I was there with a new person in AA and was going to introducer to my friend as she has a great program and thought she could help this new lady. Not a good time for introductions, so when the meeting was over I left not knowing what made them all upset but figuring the ladies in their support group were all there together and would help each other.
Fast forward: to Saturday and I go to my regular 11th step meeting (big book study, meditation, etc) and the young lady who helps chair the meeting is not there and the two guys who are in the group (they started this particular group) are all decked out in black suits. Turns out the young lady OD'd and died on Wednesday and they were going to the wake after the meeting. Turns out my friend was this young ladies sponser and she had gotten the news of her passing during that meeting.
This young lady was someone who I thought, was serious about the program. I knew her but not well.
23 years old, another life gone. I stopped at the wake on my way home from that meeting. I didn't stay long. Said a prayer for her and her family.
Saw my friend (the young ladies sponser) last night at a meeting and gave her my condolences, prayers and a hug. Doesn't seem like enough.
People die of this shit!!!!!!
A relapse can kill you!!!!!!
I'm pissed off, sad and bummed out from this.
I knew others that have died from this, but somehow this one is hitting me a little "harder". Maybe because of her age, maybe because she seemed to have her shit together maybe because I know her sponser fairly well?
And thinking about it, even having ones "shit together" and being serious about working the program, we can still have a momentary lapse which can turn deadly.
I wake up every morning and am thankful I failed at my suicide attempt. That I am given yet another day to try and be a better husband/father/son/person.
Thanks for listening.