top of page

Coffee, AA And A TED talk

My date

Was in recovery


She stopped drinking

2 years ago


I told her I was proud of her

And then asked a few questions about AA


Infinite Jest

By David Foster Wallace

Always had me curious

About AA


She told me that she too

Wants to publish a book


A book about her life and recovery


But she said she doesn’t think she’ll ever finish it


She is filming a documentary

About Substance Use Disorder (SUD)


I gently asked her

What mental illness she has

That lead to the substance abuse


“Bi-polar”

she said.


I hesitated

I tried

To hold back

But it came flooding out


I told her about all of the women that I knew now that got misdiagnosed with ‘Bi-polar Disorder’


They were all her age

When they got misdiagnosed


She started to talk about her therapy


And then

I took a breath

And spoke my peace

Because I felt

Like she needed

To be warned


I tried to be gentle

And easy to follow

But

I went on and on

Like I do


She very patiently listened


I knew it made her uncomfortable


But the dogmatic faith that my generation is putting in therapy

Is

Alarming to me


I don’t like dogma anywhere

But especially

When dealing with

The psyche

Which we still know

Almost nothing

About


“I feel like I’m at a TED Talk.”


She said


I tried to laugh

But honestly

This time

It stung


“Ha ha. I’ve been told that by a lot of my dates lately . . .”


I don’t want to give a TED Talk on a date


I don’t need to warn anyone

About anything

Especially when they feel

Like they are

Getting better


This lady had been sober for 2 years


And here I was

Spinning all of it

Like I do


And for what reason exactly

I am not sure


But I expect

That there won’t be

A second date

With this one


Oh well . . .



-C.H.

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
The Clifford/Danielle Science Experiment

We started with some natural chemistry,     talking to each other as easily as we breathe. Then came the attraction. She was stunning,     too bright to see clearly. The beaker turned foggy,      as w

 
 
 
Pull Me In

Give me one hour alone in this dark room without you,    before I have to get clothes on,     and float around town        pretending to be fine. What's the line that will bring us back together? What

 
 
 
What Helps

I jog two miles out into the woods,     where I sit by the river       and listen. And it helps. Then, I touch every tree on the trail during the walk back home,   thanking them     for giving me oxyg

 
 
 

Comments


Post: Blog2_Post

©2021 by Clintwritingshit. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page