Today was my third OA meeting. I woke up early, almost instantly thinking about the meeting I'd be attending in a few hours. There was an eager sense of anticipation that surprised me a little. What about it was calling me, I wondered?
Driving to town, the thought came to me that I was looking forward to saying the words, Hello, my name is "Peacefulbird" and I'm a compulsive overeater. What was that about? I didn't know at the time. But I said it 4 times during the meeting and each time I recall feeling good, smiling, looking at the other people around me as they looked at me with understanding and compassion in their eyes.
I am telling a truth about who I am. It's not the whole truth, but it is an important truth and one I have never told anybody (except, perhaps, in a half-joking way) until now. I am a compulsive overeater. The other people at the meeting are witnessing my truth. They know what I am saying. They know it intellectually, experientially, intuitively, emotionally and spiritually. Each time I say these words, they are witnessing my truth. It feels terrific!
When I started this blog, I thought of it as a private journal, not written in anyway for the benefit, entertainment or support of anyone else. If anybody wanted to read it, fine. But I wouldn't go out of my way to encourage readers.
Today, I'm rethinking that position a bit. Today, with the contentment of my truth being witnessed fresh in my mind, I'm more open to an exchange of this service with other bloggers who are in recovery.
I also hope that some of my closest friends (L, J, S and C for sure) will want to read what I write here. I want them to know me better, to know a more truthful side of me and to witness my journey of recovery. Is that a lot to ask? Yes, it is.