In my earliest years of recovery I had the blessing of
discovering two recovery speakers who, I now know, significantly impacted how I
would recover.
One was the AA speaker, Bob Earle, who told his story of
progression through various addictions and an array of issues leading to deep
emotional and spiritual change. In one of his earliest talks Bob told his
audience, “When I am ten years sober I don’t want to go to five different
Twelve Step groups for my alcoholism, food, family issues, codependence etc. I
want to go to one meeting where I talk about all of me.”
The other person who influenced me was Judi Hollis, PhD an
eating disorder therapist and the author of “Transferring Obsessions” published
by Hazelden. That small pamphlet was part of my daily reading from my first
year. I know that her ideas made early recovery really hard, but now in later
recovery I thank her every day.
Hollis was writing to an audience of Overeaters Anonymous
members. She talked about what happens when a woman or man in food recovery
begins to let go of that addiction and how, if a Higher Power is not the
replacement, we will move on to shopping, decorating, exercising, dating, sex,
work and using alcohol or drugs. In those earlier days of OA there were members
who still used alcohol, seeing the separation of substances but not seeing the
singularity of addiction.
It was not unlike the way most professionals viewed drug
addiction and alcoholism 25 years ago. At that time most hospital treatment
programs for drug addiction allowed participants to drink alcohol. In some
programs people completing their treatment for drug addiction were given a Beer
Bash as the celebration of their 90 days of clean time. We are amazed by that
today. Maybe someday we’ll be amazed by alcohol treatment that includes tobacco
use or ice cream parties on Friday nights.
Now, to be clear the influence of Earle and Hollis did not
stop me from swapping back and forth between alcohol, food, shopping,
exercising and overwork. It just made it so much more painful because the
denial was much more short-lived. When I left a department store with two
shopping bags of clothes I knew it was the same as sneaking out of a grocery
store with two bags of cake and cookies. And I knew that the married man that
pumped up my heart rate was the same “drug” as the extra hour on the treadmill.
A drug is a drug is a drug.
It’s been said that we give up our addictions in the order
in which they are killing us. That was true for me. Mine went in this order:
food, bulimic behavior, alcohol, drugs and then the ones that are ongoing:
relationships and work. I take those tigers for a walk every day.
There are still some audiotapes of Bob Earle around. Ask the
old-timers in your home group. And Judy Hollis’s “Transferring Obsessions” is
still available from Hazelden.
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