"Why does this have to be so difficult?"
Working in the lab, a co-worker who’s going through recovery asked me this question. Normally, I stay anonymous at the work place, but I’d been discovered by one who recognized my medallion photo on a sample CD I created. I’d totally forgotten to remove those images when I created it.
“I mean, I work hard, I stay abstinent, yet people still treat me like shit.” I guess she’s thinking she’ll find a sympathetic ear. Darla scares me because I want to stay anonymous in the work place. However, she did find me out through the anonymous medallion. I mean, really, nobody knows about that unless they’ve been exposed to it.
“I do what I’m supposed to. I show up on time. I cover shifts. Why can’t I get the hours?”
My answer, “Sobriety is difficult. You’re exposed to life as if it’s the first time. If you want to participate in life, you must re-learn the rules that you were taught young and chose to ignore. And sometimes, you have to do it without a teacher.”
“Will you be my teacher?”
God, “I don’t know.” I gave her no promises.