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Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform => Straight, Inc. and Derivatives => Topic started by: Anonymous on August 23, 2005, 03:29:00 PM
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Date: Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Time: 9:00PM - 11:00PM EDT (GMT-04:00)
Let's try Tuesdays for now and see if more people can make it.
The time is 9:00 est and 6:00 pst :smile: Also we are going to use
the chatroom at the MSN site. Here is the link, just copy and paste.
http://groups.msn.com/TheOtherStraightAlumni (http://groups.msn.com/TheOtherStraightAlumni)
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Is the "Alumni" part of the title supposed to be a joke? It is a bit in bad taste...
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I hope I can get in, I wrote my M.I., and there are some people I would really like to see get honest.
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I wanted to share my M.I. with everyone tonight, because you are my Higher Power:
I am powerless over my lack of humility because I am a diseased druggie. I believe that the power of the Group can show me where I am wrong. I am making the decision to turn my will and my life over to the Group. I admit that I think I know it all. I will tell the Group all the un-humble things I am guilty of. I am ready for them to remove this character defect of my mine. Tonight at the meeting I will ask them to do this. I have been un-humble to everyone. I am sorry to everyone for my un-humble behavior. From now on I will promptly admit to anything I do that lacks humility. I pray to the Group to be conscious of this character defect of mine, that they may tell me their will with respect to what I should be like. Now that I have done my Twelve Steps on my lack of humility, I am ready to tell other people when they need to get humble.
I hope someone will stand up and relate to me. I feel really separated from the Group right now.
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Okay, uh, I guess nobody can relate, so I guess I'll keep talking. I mean, it's not like I like to like hear my voice or anything, I mean, what I'm trying to say, is, shit. Uhm, I lost my train of thought.
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Yeah, okay! Cuz I'm lookin' at you, I'm watching you, and you look nervous as hell. You're white as a ghost right now, look at you! But now you're turning red! Maybe you need to get honest about something, I don't know, I got a gut feeling or something about you.
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I really don't know what you're talking about, but if I was like full of shit or anything, like, I am up until 11:30 some nights taking dime therapy calls, and like I got this history project, and uhm, okay, I don't, uhm...
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Who has something to say to Marcia?
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Yeah, I'd like to hear why you went on that permission, when you were in the car with me this morning, and you had a doubt about it, because you know you didn't get it in on time.
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See, I talked to my host mom -- can I say that? -- about it, and she said if Staff signed it, then it was really okay for me to go.
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Yeah, cuz I don't even think that's it! You've been warned about talking behind backs, and yet, I keep getting chain of commands handed to me that you are talking behind backs!
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Well I don't know what that's all about, because I don't think I have been talking behind backs, I don't know, maybe I have -
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Put your hands down. Everyone. Put your hand down. It's my turn now. Everyone. No, put your hands down! Put 'em down! What?
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Yeah, cuz I'm reallly scared for Marcia -
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Talk to Marcia, she's right there
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Yeah, I'm rally scared for you right now, Marcia. I've been your host sister for a while now, and you have been acting different. I don't know what it is, but somethin' idn't right with you. I don't know, I don't what else to say to you, but I care for you, and I don't want to see you go back to what you had before. I just hope that if there is somethin' for you to get honest about, that you do it, because I know you know you nearly died out there. I guess that's all.
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Marcia? What are the tears for?
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(Snuffle)
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Can somebody hand Marcia a kleenex, please? Thank you. Marcia, why don't you tell us what's going on.
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(Snuffle) I don't know, I guess when my host sister was talking to me, I got scared for myself...
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...cuz, like, I don't know, lately it's a lot like I feel really separated, I mean...
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You're tears are dryin' up! Look at you!
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Tony! I did not call on you! Did I call on you? Have a seat!
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Rachel!
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Yeah, cuz I saw you in school today, in the hall, with the Principal, and with -- can I say?
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Yes, say it!
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-- well I saw you with a seven-stepper who relapsed!
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Okay, I had to remind myself that anon was just posting comments! For a minute I starting feeling like I was in straight all over again. That really gave me the creeps!
:scared: :scared: :scared:
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On 2005-08-23 18:59:00, Anonymous wrote:
"Can somebody hand Marcia a kleenex, please? Thank you. Marcia, why don't you tell us what's going on."
Sounds exactly true to my own memories. 'cept i never saw anybody get no kleenex. i just saw people bleed.
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Exactly like mine too. Which is precisely why it freaked me out a bit. :scared: Because it wasn't an explaination, but rather, more like a detailed reinactment.....
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get a backbone, what happens when you dont have the group? when you grow up and have a family. are you always going to look elsewhere for strength? its inside you
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I HATE GROUP! I HATE GROUP! ::bigsmilebounce::