Sweet Spots

I have to offer my apology. I try to be what I need to be to please people. I have recently been really thinking about what it means to be on the Spectrum and what that does to my experiences and my attitudes. I rarely think about the social consequences of a train of thought I am working out. I am concrete. Is this as true as I can express it? The whole process of thinking of how this will affect folks falls down the flow chart. And to my own detriment, I usually soldier on ignoring the warning signs. Much effort is spent trying to reign in my old testament prophet thing. Often I fail.

How does this affect the whole Recovery at the Junction of Faith and Recovery thing? I fear I have the social graces of a bear with a sore tooth. I have my sweet moments. But the rigid legalistic side wins too often. I get really cracky when vulnerable people get bullied by more sanctified folks. I am on the spectrum and by definition I am odd. Many in Recovery are odd. And many hate themselves for it. Part of my job is to normalize odd. Odd is not bad it is on the not normal range. We are not in Recovery for being odd. We in recovery to prove Odd is ok.

Besides normal people are odd, too. To me they are odd. Don’t drink and go to a meeting!