Saturday 31 January 2015

Other people

I'm starting to think I'm in a second stage of getting sober, or of being sober. The first year, it was all about how to live with myself. I was pretty big on acceptance all year long. And that's going to be an ongoing process, but I tell you, I'm doing a lot better now on that score than I was a year ago. But these past few weeks, there's something new going on, and I think it's a different kind of acceptance: accepting other people. Lately, I'm paying more attention to learning how to live with others, something it seems I don't know all that much about.

People have said that things shift once you get a little sober time. And they do. I'm less reactive than I was. I feel myself getting caught in problems, but it's slower, and I have some time to pull away and think. But a few months ago, I got kind of swamped by the emotional tensions in a group situation that weren't all that much of my own making, and I didn't see it clearly until well after the fact. I tried to talk to a counsellor about this, but I felt like I talking wasn't going to be the answer on this one. The thing is, I think I don't much know how to be with other people. There are exceptions, of course. My partner and I have a great relationship, and I get on well very with his family, and I have some friends who I genuinely feel close to. But these all seem like exceptions to me. In the general run of things, when I am in a group of people, I often feel as though I am somehow a little off to one side, as though I'm somehow not really there. Classes are usually an exception to this, because then I'm engaging intellectually, and I'm very comfortable in that realm, as long as it stays there. But when the situation is more social or emotional, I don't quite know how it's supposed to go. I used to call this doing "people as a second language," and I have probably written about that here before. Like lots of people working in a second language, I can do it, but I'm not completely fluent. I don't always know the idioms. What happens next?

None of this is new to me. But now, I've been sober just over a year. (And that only came after kicking against the fears and the wisdom of other people on the folly of drinking again and then realizing, after drinking, that it didn't much matter what they said. Booze was sucking the life out of me. The very life.) Now, sober, I'm feeling that my sense of alienation is a restriction I don't much need anymore. I don't quite know how to get rid of it, but I do think that's the next thing I need to work on.

Blogging has been amazing for me. It's let me learn from others and figure things out for myself and get to know some amazing people online. Still, when I'm here, I am sitting alone in a room, typing. I have laughed and cried and felt real warmth from people online. But that's not the same thing as being in the same room as other people and feeling that. It's not bad, and it's not fake. It's just one step removed, somehow. When sober bloggers have met face to face, and talked about how amazing the experience has been, I've felt envious. And when people who attend meetings talk about fellowship, I have felt a longing for something like that.

Anyway, I decided to do something about this, something more direct than thinking about it or talking about it. So I went to a meeting. And it was all right. Yes, I was nervous. But it felt pretty good to sit in a room full of people, all in different stages of dealing with pretty much the same problem. People had all different kinds of ways of listening to the speaker. Some were entranced. Some fidgeted. Some smiled in recognition at different bits that were said, and some looked at each other significantly. As it happens, I liked the main speaker, and felt a kind of connection to her story. She was talking about living in her head for so long, and how she has had to learn to live in her body, too. Now that doesn't sound like much when I repeat it. But it was powerful, sitting in the same room, feeling connected. There were a lot of people and I was nearly late, so I sat near the back and off to one side. I could barely see the front of the room, as there were maybe a hundred people there! (So many alcoholics! Who knew?) At one point, someone in front of me shifted how she was sitting, and I had a direct view of the speaker. And I had one of those moments I sometimes have, where the world seems to break open for a moment, and everything feels different. It's hard to describe, but it happens to me sometimes, moments like this. I have come to think of them as grace, maybe. Time slows down, and everything sounds different, clearer, and the world seems to glow. Or maybe vibrate. Anyway, at the meeting, I had one of those moments, and in that moment, I felt like the woman at the table in the front of the room was speaking directly to me. And I was listening.

Of course, she was speaking to everyone. Soon the crowd shifted slightly and I couldn't see anymore, and the room settled back to normal. Then some guy talked, and he was annoying, the way people sometimes are, and that was fine, too. Afterward, I didn't stay and chat with anyone. This was enough for me for one day. I think I will go back though. There is something here for me to learn. And I think it's a kind of physical learning, something I just can't get from reading or writing, as good as those things are.  I know we are a social species, and there's a lot about the non-verbal ways we communicate that's not so well understood. Of course, I would like to understand it. But the most important thing might be for me to actually experience being with others, being a part of something they are also a part of, and not trying all that much to figure out how it works.

I've been reading a little of the Belgian philosopher, Isabelle Stengers, and in one interview she talks about the "care of the possible," something she takes from William James. I like that a lot. Her point, as I understand it, is that we pass over so much experience, but a different approach might be to consider the possibilities that our actual experience opens for us, rather than only acknowledging what we accept as the facts. (I have not at all done justice to Stengers' wonderful work here, but I am making sense of the world with it as best I can, and I'm OK with that.) I used to care a lot about what was called addiction and what wasn't, and whether I was an alcoholic or not. When I thought about those things, I thought about them as if they were somehow real categories, things that either applied to me, in truth, or did not. I think this is the way we are taught to think. Now I am trying something different. It seems to me that "alcoholic" is a pretty good concept, in that it opens the door to a new way of life, once you accept it. If you don't like it, don't worry. Find a concept that works for you. And in going to a meeting, I'm not worrying too much about any single version of the truth. I expect the truth is more in the practice, in the experience of getting together with people and listening to them (and yes, one day maybe even talking to someone there!) What I need to learn from it is more in the experience of being with the others, and feeling a glimmer of belonging. The experience of that, not the objective proof of it's efficacy.

I'll see how it all goes. This feels like a new kind of acceptance to me, one that includes other people: their wisdom and their follies, yes, but mostly their very presence.

This was a bit more complicated to write about than I had thought it might be, and I'm not sure it's all clear, even to me. I'm just figuring this out. So if you're still here, thanks for reading! Peace and joy to you. xo

10 comments:

  1. Fantastic my friend. Sounds intriguing, your brain and your experience of the world and other people, I appreciate your honesty, all so fascinating to me a student of human beings… only by being sober can you figure this shit out.. I love that you were so brave and fronted up to a meeting! I have faith many things will become clear for you. Such a seeker of truth and contentment. Wonderful… xxx

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    1. Thanks, Mrs D! This sort of thing used to scare me, but now it just seems interesting. So that's another big change, and a welcome one for sure. It's so nice to see you here. Online connections are fabulous, too! xo

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  2. Dear Thirsty,
    Way to go! I know about the feeling of not being alone, typing.
    I have met some wonderful people both on-line and in meetings.
    I am always amazed at what I learn if I quiet my mind, stop fighting life, and "listen".
    Peace and Hugs!

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    1. Thanks for your kind words, Un-Tipsy! Encouragement about meetings much appreciated! And yes, I'm with you, the world really is amazing when you look and listen. And people really are wonderful. Peace and hugs to you, too. xo

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  3. Online connections are fabulous … but I love what you wrote: " I know we are a social species, and there's a lot about the non-verbal ways we communicate that's not so well understood."

    Meetings are lovely. So is this post. Thank you for it.

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    1. Thanks so much, E-Dub. This is something I think might be important for me to learn, so I'm glad it means something to you, too. Nice to hear from you! xo

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  4. Hi Thirsty Still, so lovely to read a post from you again :) I was nodding my head madly whilst reading the first part of your post… I loved "people as a second language", as I really feel like that too. I am definitely not fluent! I have become more adept at hiding that and at "fitting in" as I have grown older, but I have always felt that outsider thing, particularly in groups of people (with one or two good friends, I am fine). It was interesting to read this, because you made me realise I have a long way to go with acceptance and other people, largely, I think, to do with letting go of my need to understand exactly what everyone else is doing / thinking and why.
    Well done you for braving a meeting - sounds such an interesting and positive experience. Human connection is so important - and it can be hard to find places where we can make those connections in an open and authentic way. Good luck!!
    Hugs. xx

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    1. Hi MTM.Thanks for visiting. That other people thing is a tricky one for lots of us, I think. But I am trying to change some things up there, so I'll see how it goes! I'm starting to wonder whether most people actually feel a bit like outsiders a lot of the time. It seems to resonate with so many people, all this alienation we share. Anyway, thanks for your kind words. Hope all's well with you, fellow traveller! xo

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  5. I think this was a brilliant post. Full of honest feelings and that's why we blog right? I love that you went to a meeting and that you might go back...when I went (even though I was scared to death) I kept thinking, "can't hurt might help".

    Bravo!
    Sherry

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    1. Thanks so much, Sherry. Yes, I think that's why we blog. I don't know what I think until I say it or write it, it seems. Left in my head on my own, I just go in circles. Thanks for reading and chatting! xo

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