<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447</id><updated>2025-11-30T12:28:46.947-05:00</updated><category term="ACA"/><category term="Adult child"/><category term="Laundry List"/><category term="Al-anon"/><category term="Anxiety"/><category term="Panic"/><category term="Work"/><title type='text'>ACA4Me2</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey toward a life of emotional sobriety.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-3074342012276125600</id><published>2011-05-02T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T19:12:44.489-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anxiety"/><title type='text'>Done purposely</title><content type='html'>When I came home yesterday afternoon, there was a stick on the ground which I moved to the line. When I came out this morning, the stick was behind my back tire! I don&#39;t know why, but I checked around the car for some reason. I think I&#39;ll be doing that everyday. Someone put it there on purpose and if I had run over it, my tire may have flattened. Thank you, God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/3074342012276125600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/05/done-purposely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/3074342012276125600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/3074342012276125600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/05/done-purposely.html' title='Done purposely'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-6798115507934250896</id><published>2011-04-25T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T19:12:35.314-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Al-anon"/><title type='text'>Onto Step Three</title><content type='html'>I just finished my Al-Anon 2nd Step. It didn&#39;t take me long to finish this one once I finished Step one. It may seem like I rushing through them but I am getting something out of answering the questions. Coming to believe was easy for me since I already had a Higher Power (God) before I started in recovery. The questions on my sanity or lack thereof, took a little more thinking on my part. I remember being young and thinking I was &quot;crazy.&quot; Partly because of the chaos that was going and partly because of the way people responded or perceived me. Even now, I have trouble with &quot;reality&quot; and what&#39;s really going on. Next up, Step three, where I decide to turn everything over to God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/6798115507934250896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/onto-step-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6798115507934250896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6798115507934250896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/onto-step-three.html' title='Onto Step Three'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-8423520862562710388</id><published>2011-04-06T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:41:53.155-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anxiety"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Panic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>My foray into work</title><content type='html'>I got a job! I quit my job! It was a temp assignment at a company I previously worked for. I had even applied directly there in my&amp;nbsp;desperation&amp;nbsp;for a job. I was very, very, anxious going there on Tuesday night and as I sat down for training, I knew I had made a terrible mistake. I felt the exact same way the night of my wedding (but that&#39;s better left for another post.)&lt;br /&gt;
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I walked into their second job site and felt the vibes of dis-ease in that place. Nothing had changed in the three years I&#39;ve been away. I was having serious panic attacks and sleeplessness over being there. I&#39;m glad I decided not to stay, though. At this stage of my life, I probably would have had a stroke in the middle of the work day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/8423520862562710388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-foray-into-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/8423520862562710388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/8423520862562710388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-foray-into-work.html' title='My foray into work'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-1886931724368116335</id><published>2011-04-02T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:53:54.858-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ACA"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adult child"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Laundry List"/><title type='text'>The last seven of my 14 traits of being an ACA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;8. We become addicted to excitement. &lt;b&gt;I&#39;m not too sure I&#39;m addicted to excitement as that when excitement does happen, I get so overwhelmed by it, that I get caught up in what&#39;s happening and cannot control what&#39;s going on and that leads to a lot of anxiety.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;9. We confuse love with pity and      tend to &quot;love&quot; people who we can `pity&quot; and      &quot;rescue&quot;. &lt;b&gt;I can say I was like this but that would be a bit of a fib. I can still confuse love and pity but now I recognize when I&#39;m headed in that direction and refrain from becoming codependent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;10. We have stuffed our feelings      from our traumatic childhoods and have lost the ability to feel or express      our feelings because it hurts so much (denial). &lt;b&gt;I had no feelings. At least I didn&#39;t think I had any feelings. I remember, about 25 years ago, someone saying that I had no personality. I know now that my expression-less living was what she meant (I forgive her ignorance.) Now, I try to hone in on what I&#39;m feeling at every moment. I also realize that I can have different feelings at different times and that&#39;s okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;11. We judge ourselves harshly and      have a very low sense of self-esteem. &lt;b&gt;Yes, yes, yes! Even now, I can judge myself especially during my time of unemployment. What I&#39;m learning is that God has the finally say and perhaps my current status is His will for me at this time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;12. We are dependent personalities who are terrified of abandonment and will do anything to hold on to a relationship in order not to experience painful abandonment feelings which we received from living with sick people who were never there emotionally for us. &lt;b&gt;I&#39;m not like this anymore. After being single for such a long time, I&#39;ve come to realize that I can be this way and not fall apart. When I am in another relationship, I no longer have to fear being abandoned because I know I can be on my own and survive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 24px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Alcoholism is a family disease and we became para-alcoholics and took on the characteristics of the disease even though we did not pick up the drink. &lt;b&gt;I believe this is so for me. The further I go in my recovery, the more I recognize these dysfunctional behaviors within myself. This enables me to come out of denial and face my faults and work to correct them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 24px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;14. Para-alcoholics are reactors rather than actors. &lt;b&gt;I can react to situations but am learning to pause to prepare myself, my thoughts, and my mouth so the situation does not get out of hand before I know what happened.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 28px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.adultchildren.org/lit/Laundry_List.php&quot;&gt;The Laundry List – 14 Traits of an Adult Child of an Alcoholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/1886931724368116335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/last-seven-of-my-14-traits-of-being-aca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/1886931724368116335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/1886931724368116335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/last-seven-of-my-14-traits-of-being-aca.html' title='The last seven of my 14 traits of being an ACA'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-10129402177692162</id><published>2011-04-02T18:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:41:48.799-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adult child"/><title type='text'>Birth-day</title><content type='html'>Today&#39;s my birthday. It&#39;s also the anniversary of me losing my Mom. Since she was 1/2 of my qualifier team but was sober 10 years before she died. It&#39;s been 11 years and it doesn&#39;t bother me nearly as much as it used to (I&#39;m not crying non-stop anymore), I still feel a twinge of sadness and regret that I didn&#39;t have more time with her, especially during my season of recovery.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can recover from the effects of alcoholism along with the regret I feel every now and then over having to do it without my parents.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had plans for today and they did not include me sitting in my house, alone. Perhaps old habits die hard. I have a choice of places to be, but those old feelings of rejection come up on today. I don&#39;t want to &quot;should&quot; on myself but maybe I should have gone to at least one of those events if for no other reason, then to be with other people. Maybe it&#39;s the attention I&#39;m afraid of, I don&#39;t know.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/10129402177692162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/birth-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/10129402177692162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/10129402177692162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/04/birth-day.html' title='Birth-day'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-4400274828304073287</id><published>2011-03-03T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:23:09.397-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Al-anon"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m an alanonic, too</title><content type='html'>I started attending Al-anon face-to-face meetings a few weeks ago and came to realize that I am also an alanonic, also. I&#39;m not too sure I like that word as it conjures up out of their head, alley dwellers. I like thinking of myself as a person who goes to al-anon meetings to recover from the effects of growing up in an alcoholic home. I&#39;m still an ACA so I won&#39;t need to change the title of this blog. That&#39;s a good thing because I had a hard time coming up with this wonderful stand-out title.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/4400274828304073287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-alanonic-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/4400274828304073287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/4400274828304073287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-alanonic-too.html' title='I&#39;m an alanonic, too'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-6964696067897870179</id><published>2011-01-20T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:33:20.529-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ACA"/><title type='text'>Working with my tools</title><content type='html'>As I was formatting this week&#39;s topic for discussion, I thought that it would be really cool if I could say that I was working a total program of recovery and that I was doing every single one on these nine tools. I, however, cannot say that. I went through the list and notated was I was and was not doing. I also indicated what would need to be changed about what I was or was not doing, if anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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This week&#39;s meeting is Moderator&#39;s choice and will focus on the Tools of ACA Recovery taken from the ACA conference approved pamphlet ACA Is...:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1. We go to meetings, and call program people to discuss recovery issues. Other than the Yahoo groups, I have not going to meetings because the ones I was going too proved too triggering for me and my blood pressure. To remedy this, I am in the process of starting a brand new meeting in my city, since there are none.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2. We read ACA literature and learn about the experiences of others while gaining clarity on our own experiences. I do read ACA literature and the BRB, but not enough. I need to spend a specific amount of time each day in that book, even when hard things come up.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. We define &amp;amp; enforce our boundaries. I started defining my boundaries by not answering the phone when I was not prepared to talk for a while; limit email contact; and not engaging in the drama of others. I&#39;d rather be thought as mean and off-putting, then to continue to risk my health on dysfunction which has nothing to do with me. This I will continue.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4. We work &amp;amp; use the 12 Steps &amp;amp; 12 Traditions. I&#39;m doing this and need to continue.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5. We identify the people, places and things that are healthy and useful to our lives today, and discard those that are not. This is the one I&#39;ve been working on the longest. As a loner, I want people to like me and want to be with me. In the past, I would have accepted people no matter how they presented themselves nor their motives in wanting to be with me. Today, I can walk away from the dysfunction of those who wish to stay in their sickness especially after I give them the advice they request in order to help them.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6. We reconnect with our Inner Child or True Self. I&#39;m working on this by learning to take care of myself by being a good parent. Still a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 7. We work with a sponsor &amp;amp; build support networks. I had a fellow-traveler sponsor but she got a new job and became too busy so I think I&#39;m alone again. I&#39;ll continue my search for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 8. We attend meetings that focus on issues upon which we need to work. Working on it for ACA but I do attend Al-anon &amp;amp; CoDA meetings also.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 9. We give service in ACA. I give service by working with the WSO. My goal is to do more outreach withing H&amp;amp;I with the message of ACA.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/6964696067897870179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-with-my-tools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6964696067897870179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6964696067897870179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-with-my-tools.html' title='Working with my tools'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-6340014744879226414</id><published>2010-12-05T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:03:16.781-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ACA"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adult child"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Laundry List"/><title type='text'>Seven of my 14 traits of being an ACA</title><content type='html'>There are 14-traits of ACA&#39;s and sadly I identified with every single one of them and depending on the kind of day I&#39;m having, I can fall back into some that I thought I had a handle on. When I first read them I was blown away by how many of theme resonated with me. I kept saying &quot;that&#39;s me!&quot; I restated Tony A.&#39;s steps (&lt;i&gt;The Laundry List: The ACoA Experience &lt;/i&gt;by Tony A. with Dan F.)&amp;nbsp;to personalize them. Here are seven of the traits and how I can identify with them:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I became isolated and afraid of people and authority figures. &lt;/b&gt;I always thought of myself as someone who was comfortable with authority figures. After working at II for 11 years, I didn&#39;t see myself as someone who was afraid to approach anyone in authority over me. I had come a long way from the timid little girl who couldn&#39;t even speak to her Father because she didn&#39;t see him often enough to not be afraid of him. However, I still find myself somewhat apprehensive about being called out if I make a mistake. I&#39;m okay if I find the mistake, but not if someone else does. Even if someone contacts me via email, I&#39;ll think I did something wrong before I even had a chance to read what it said. Where did that come from? I&#39;m not sure. I think my being a perfectionist has blinded me toward the fact that others may not see me the same way, even when I make mistakes. Or perhaps my fear is associated with other traits I identify with.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I became an approval seeker and lost my identity in the process. &lt;/b&gt;Yes, indeed, this is a big one for me. I want everyone to like me, despite my thinking that I shouldn&#39;t care what others think of me, when I encounter disapproval, it still hurts me. In fact, it does more than hurt me, it rips me to shreds. Although it does, I&#39;m at the age where I&#39;m beginning to like (tolerate) who I am and don&#39;t want to lose my identity such as it is. I&#39;m in the process of creating a new and better identity now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am frightened by angry people and any personal criticism. &lt;/b&gt;People who are angry with me and choose to show it by personally criticizing me, trigger me badly. People like this can send me on a tailspin straight down to &quot;not-good-enough land&quot; faster than anything else. If been getting criticized a lot lately because of my efforts to do 12th step work and it has not been pretty for me. I could not understand “why” I was being treated this way when all I wanted to do was help.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I either become an alcoholic, marry them, or both, or find another compulsive personality such as a workaholic to fulfill my sick abandonment needs.&lt;/b&gt; I found a drug addict who loved his friends more than me. He preferred to be with them than with me. For a while I thought it was only his friends but with his friends came the drugs. I compromised for his love yet still lost it. I know better now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I live life from the viewpoint of a victim and am attracted by that weakness in my love and friendship relationships. &lt;/b&gt;See the previous trait for insight on this one. I felt sorry for my ex-husband. It was years later that I realized that I had manipulated him into a life I thought we both would be happy with. The only problem was that in doing so, I made us both miserable.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I have an overdeveloped sense of responsibility and it is easier for me to be concerned with others rather than myself.&lt;/b&gt; This enables me not to look too closely at my own faults. Ah, co-dependency at its worse. Even now I sometimes find myself thinking on how to change M, when he&#39;s almost an adult. He needs to decide for himself what he&#39;s going to do with his life. I can prod him, guide him, and remind him that time is ticking but I cannot tell him what to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I get guilt feelings when I stand up for myself instead of giving in to others.&lt;/b&gt; Yes, I still get these guilt feelings, but the more I do it, the less guilty I feel. The only issue I&#39;m facing is the rejection I&#39;m experiencing because of standing up for myself. What I am coming to realize is the rejection I&#39;m experiencing is not because of standing up for myself so much as it is what is being triggered in the other person, which I am not responsible for.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/6340014744879226414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2010/12/seven-of-my-14-traits-of-being-aca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6340014744879226414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/6340014744879226414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2010/12/seven-of-my-14-traits-of-being-aca.html' title='Seven of my 14 traits of being an ACA'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302416098346068447.post-1805715401720668950</id><published>2010-11-28T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:40:51.993-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ACA"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adult child"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Laundry List"/><title type='text'>Congratulate me, I&#39;m an ACA</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m an ACA. This may be news to some but I found this out on September 11, 2009 when my dear friend, D, gave me a copy of The ACA Big Red Book. I&#39;m knew that I was an adult child who was raised by alcoholic parents, I just didn&#39;t know that there was a name for it nor that there was a recovery program I needed to be in. I did not know about the Laundry List traits &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Laundry-List-Children-Alcoholics-Experience/dp/1558741054?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=my0bc-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Laundry List: The Acoa (Adult Children of Alcoholics Experience)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=my0bc-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1558741054&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but when I read them, I knew I needed help to overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are 14-traits of ACA&#39;s and sadly I identified with every single one of them and depending on the kind of day I&#39;m having, I can fall back into some that I thought I had a handle on. When I first read them I was blown away by how many of theme resonated with me. I kept saying &quot;that&#39;s me!&quot; I restated Tony A.&#39;s list to personalize them.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my next post, I will begin discussion of them and how I&#39;m managing them right now.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/feeds/1805715401720668950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2010/11/congratulate-me-im-aca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/1805715401720668950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302416098346068447/posts/default/1805715401720668950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aca4me2.blogspot.com/2010/11/congratulate-me-im-aca.html' title='Congratulate me, I&#39;m an ACA'/><author><name>Hzjewl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09696296330695275666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AB-HKCiuQwUkXS4OVNAbUqcWIt5t9XDp4COpzzftBp9IxrBJYIylODzvxepGKItTZCLW3yR_yQpz4CA7LfyMPTT_eTE5yGXjrBd2k2okQSYr49XSzoRA8INONheuek/s220/doves-peace-and-crosses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>