Bringing in the New Year
Bringing in the New Year at home, where we’ve been since about 7:30 or so. Picked up our friend Sam, who’s been battling depression lately — clinical, but also situational, having had a tough Christmas, estranged from his kids as he is. We went to Copper Monkey, a restaurant near University of Florida campus, that has $3 burgers on Monday nights, where Sam and I have a more or less standing date. But this time Pam was able to come along, being on vacation from her Santa Fe College job until Jan. 4th.
We talked about movies and about recovery — as I mentioned in a previous post, I’m in my second 30 days of treatment at Florida Recovery Center, these days as as a commuter, which means I come home at night. In fact, I came home about 3:30 today, as we finished a little early due to New Year’s Eve.
Florida Recovery Center has about 50 people, men and women, old, middle-aged, and young, recovering drug addicts and alcoholics, in residence on its campus in Gainesville, Florida.
And 2 commuters — Stuart and I. To be on commuting status essentially requires that the person live in Gainesville, and surprisingly, only about 5-8 of the 50 residents are from here. There are people from all over the country — Idaho, Rhode Island, San Francisco, Connecticut, and more. FRC’s specialty seems to be working with medical professionals in concert with the Physicians Recovery Network, restoring recovering addicts and alcoholics back to medical practice (and thereby not wasting the hugely expensive educations and valuable skills these professionals possess).
Daily activities at Florida Recovery Center include many types of meetings, both small group and large, on the subject of recovery, as well as a lecture series and other forms of therapy. An intense focus is placed on Step 1 (the A.A. step, of the 12 Steps, that says, “We admitted we were powerless over alcohol and that our lives had become unmanageable”).