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« on: August 06, 2005, 01:41:00 AM »
Thanks John for posting some good insights.
I've been meaning to say something here on Fornits for a couple of
years now, but haven't. Don't know why, just didn't. So with respect
to John's post, here I go. Pardon me if this is a little rambling and
not the best of prose.
For me, my experience at The Seed was very positive, though I rarely
talk about it to people. Overall I would say it changed me, made me
think very differently about myself and the world. Its funny, but
what I remember the most about The Seed was the idealism John refers
to. I think that is the main thing that the Seed changed in me.
Going to the seed was one of the defining times in my life, and I, for
one, am very grateful that *I* was lucky enough to go to The Seed.
I went in for a relatively minor offense. No law involved, just
another Seed person told my parents I had smoked some dope. I could
be mad about this. Strangely enough, I never was mad, not mad that it
happened, not mad at the person who told, not mad at my parents, mad
at no one. I don't know why.
I went to The Fort Pierce Seed. Perhaps I was lucky here, because it
was relatively small, and maybe that idealism John refers to ran high
there. The Fort Pierce Seed closed while I was still in the program.
I finished at the Fort Lauderdale Seed, which I never felt the same
about it as I did the Fort Pierce Seed. Perhaps the size, those rules
John refers to, or perhaps just a strange emotion, but I liked the
Fort Pierce Seed.
Being at the seed was intense. Very intense. Perhaps too intense. I
definitely can see many of the comments (complaints) that other have.
I was one of those people alluded to in some post as not having done
much in the way of drugs, I truly had only smoked dope a handful of
times. I can remember the pressure that "surly I was much worse than
that". However I just said what was true. O.k. there was a fair
amount of pressure, because that was a standard ruse. But people did
eventually believe me, I told no lies.
It was confusing there, it was intense, at times it was boring. And I
was way too young, 17 going on 11. (17 physical, 11 emotional)
I still have a hard time describing what happened there. Maybe it was
one of those experiences "that you have to go through even if you
don't like it, but it will be good for you". No, not quite. While I
wouldn't say I had "fun" or that I liked it there, and at the time I
was too young to really understand, I knew it was the right thing.
When it came time for me to graduate, I did things to keep from
graduating. I didn't want to leave. But eventually I did.
I definitely left confused, some what scared, and still very young.
But I left with something that was very good, very positive and hard
to define. I think a strange sense of idealism might describe it.
Yes, I learned a lot about what alcoholics anonymous really is, I
learned a lot about trivial stuff like the games people play, how
people lie, and why. But I left with something more. Maybe I saw
people for who they really are. Really good people, everyone, really
good.
I remember it like it was just yesterday. The people, the faces, what
everyone said. All of it.
I know "seed screw ups". I know people who do a lot of drugs since
going to the seed. I know people who's life is a shamble after going
to the seed. I know seed graduates that committed suicide. But, I
know people who never went to the seed that do a lot of drugs. And, I
know people who's life is a shamble that never set foot in the seed.
Also, I know people who committed suicide that never heard of the
seed.
Who am I today? How did the seed determine me today? Hard to say.
I've done more drugs since I went to the seed. I drink. I think
people would think of me as successful. Three college degrees, good
job, married, two children. I'm in love with my wife, she's in love
with me. I'm also getting a divorce. Does this make since? No.
Neither does life. The pursuit of happiness -- way too simple. Its
all too complex.
Different people take different things with them as they pass through
life. I can see where many of the other people are coming from in the
post on Fornits, I not saying they are wrong. For them, and their
experiences, and who they are, they are right. You put a different
person in a given situation, and they take different things from that
situation. Your particular experience is not right for anyone but
you.
Yes, we *all* remember the The Seed, we all think of the seed. ...
I cried when I found from the web that the seed had closed, I always
wanted to go back for one last visit. Perhaps thats why I come to
this forum, even the bad things said about the seed make me feel a
little better.
In closing, I would like to quote Bob Dylan: "I was so much older
then, I'm younger than that now". For me (remember: "Talk about
yourself!"), the older I get the less I know is very true. Its not as
clear or as simple as I use to think.
For everyone who went to The Seed, for better or worse, we are all
somehow bound together, having done something, shared in something,
that almost no one else has, bound by this thing call The Seed.
-- John
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