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Daily Reflections: Bringing the Message Home

BRINGING THE MESSAGE HOME
Can we bring the same spirit of love and tolerance into our sometimes deranged family lives that we bring to our A.A. group?
— TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, pp.111-12
My family members suffer from the effects of my disease. Loving and accepting them as they arejust as I love and accept A.A. members—fosters a return of love, tolerance and harmony to my life. Using common courtesy and respecting others' personal boundaries are necessary practices for all areas of my life.
This one is tough for me.  It isn't hard to love my family as they are, and it isn't  hard to respect their boundaries.  The issue is with those who not only don't respect my boundaries, but actively seek to trample them.   I love them, but I also respect myself and have chosen to no longer spend time with them unless there is a larger extended family get-together.
I got tired of hearing all of the following:
  • You were more fun when you drank.
  • I like you better when you're drunk.
  • That's why your girlfriend would rather hang out with <insert any guy's name here> than with you. That's why she has more fun with him.
  • Don't be a b---h. Just drink a beer with me.
The issue with these family members isn't just respecting my decision to not drink. The issue is dealing with those who's lack of self respect manifests as a violent detest of those WITH self respect.

So yes - I love my family exactly as they are, but I refuse engage with people who "like me better" when I'm destroying my life and living in misery and insanity.

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