Loosid Sober Tip of the Day January 12

The gift of desperation.

This saying is used quite often throughout the spiritual program of recovery. Though the phrase seems to be contradictory in nature, it is not.

The simple truth is that many if not most who suffer from alcoholism or addiction need to get the gift of desperation in order to enter a spiritual program of recovery.

Why is this?

Yesterday, we discussed three reasons why we think we do not have a disease.

Because of this, we keep trying to control our drinking or substance abuse until we finally reach a point that the pain that our disease has caused too much pain. It simply becomes too much.

This is called the GIFT of desperation.

Unfortunately, millions of people each year never get to that point. This is precisely why we call it a gift.

If you are reading this, take solace in the fact that you most likely have received the gift of desperation.

Now it’s your job to throw everything you have into the spiritual program of recovery.

Why? Because you deserve it.

How did this tip resonate with you? Let us know your thoughts below. There are many people in the Loosid community who need to hear what you have to say.

With Love, Loosid :pray::heart:

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Being desperate is most of the time what it takes to put everything down so many different reasons, so many different people different situations at times but! feelings can hurt finding a place to go to start a new beginning is where it will begin a safe place with the willingness of a new beginning some will never get to that place if your reading this and are ready and willing please don’t hesitate find help you deserve to know what it’s like to live a happy sober life reach out ask for help there are people that care :heavy_heart_exclamation: have a beautiful day :sparkles:

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After my 5th owi I figured that was my bottom of desperation. 8 years of sobriety and then I got complacent. Tried cotrolled drinking for 7 years only to get my 6th owi last October. Now I feel lower than ever and fighting for my sobriety back. Day by day.

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One might think that being homeless, barely eating, bathing in the creek, and hallucinating might be the turning point. But for me it wasn't. With The things the voices were saying and the things I was seeing i didn't want to turn to a spiritual solution because I had a resentment toward God for what I was experiencing but when I was finally able to take responsibility for the reason this was happening it was the game changer! I took some advice and turned to God for help and guidance and I came out of the state of mind that I thought I would be stuck in forever. No more obsession, no more hallucinations and I have been given a life most people would say I don't deserve but I thank God for bringing back to life!!

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Yes I believe that I to have a spiritual recovery and a spiritual relationship with the Almighty God to help me with him I know that everything is possible. Knowing that we're living in the last days people it's time to really get to know your Almighty God and his words it will keep you focused better on your recovery and give you a better understanding of his will

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This provides a little clarification thank you

Just take it slow dude.Make sure you take care of yourself first right? Shove food in your face.chug.water.sleep. :guide_dog::cat2::service_dog::tiger::dog2::dog::blue_heart:

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No one knows me here, but I know all of you; that is to say that I know the demon of SUD (addiction) intimately. Its older brother, the reaper, descended on me one glorious hideous night almost six years ago as i unknowingly slipped into a relapse that I was completely unprepared to handle. A rock concert for father and son. Far from home, late at night. I asked for iced tea- she asked if I was sure i didn’t want something from the bar…. It was the perfect night so far… maybe I will. I was charged with the protection of my beautiful teenage son, but I shrugged off the whispers of common sense and reason: five months sober and 65lb lighter, I burned through the double shots reveling in the great performance. By the end of the show, now sideways on seven doubles of whisky, we set off for home, an hour and a half away. In my previous life, that behavior was typical- unnoticed and commonplace- for thirty years I learned to disguise the telltale signs- to drive cautiously, and to never let fantasy take the wheel. But that wretched night- with an unchecked relapse in my veins and the reaper cradling my son as we drove onward through the night, I was not going to get away with it. Just have to make it home... “He has school in the morning.” “Wow I guess I am pretty fucked up.” -the last few bits of memory I have of the night. I had quit drinking cold Turkey five months prior- no assistance, no program, no support. I didn’t see any purple elephants, so I figured I was good. I didn’t understand addiction at all- and I had nothing in place to fall back on. But these thoughts mean nothing now.
I never saw the lowboy semi tractor trailer parked in the right lane of interstate 70 that night. Maybe his flashers were on- wouldn’t have mattered. I assume I hit the rear corner of it at around 75mph, seat belts don’t matter when the car is ripped in half by the impact. My son was killed instantly, I was still completely inebriated. We were only 20 minutes from home. Life flighted, I woke up in the ICU with my wife and father there. It was the moment I knew what I had done. Addiction wasn’t happy enough until real blood was spilt. No god could be so cruel or maniacal as to cause such utter misery and pain. I am truly an atheist now.
The Gift of rock-bottom is a raw unfiltered motivator. I have never and can never touch alcohol again- as tribute to my late son who would have turned 21 next month.
I know all of you.

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One day at a time
Just be grateful for this moment
We can overcome all things when we give our desperation to our HP.

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