The reason I went to my first O.A. meeting is because it seemed like I couldn’t
do it. My psychotherapist had suggested I try an O.A. meeting for help
with my weight that she couldn’t give me, and also as a way for me to meet
people. For more than a year I stalled. If I couldn’t discuss my
weight with her, whom I trusted, how could I discuss it in front of strangers?
Every so often she would bring it up and I would change the subject or make
excuses. She eventually told me it didn’t matter if I ever went. I
told her that the fact I couldn’t do it made me feel like it was something I
had to do.
For me, going to that first meeting has been the most difficult part of my
recovery. And I am so glad that I did! What I found at that meeting
was unlike what I expected or ever tried before. The amazing part is that
I found the answers I had been searching for. Or more accurately, I
learned how to ask the right questions.