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The Program

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If you have the chance, please check out this docuseries titled "The Program: Cons, Cults and Kidnapping" on Netflix.‌

‌‌ It's about a "school" in upstate New York that advertised itself as "a Boarding School for the Future, offers unique features and qualities that provide a perfect fit for many families." [to quote their website which has since been archived]. ‌ But in reality, it was an unregulated place of torture: children weren't able to talk, look around, express themselves, or much of anything — even looking out the window was considered making plans of escape. ‌ They were beaten, restrained, abused, assaulted, molested, forced to eat, and whatever else the administration wanted.‌

‌‌ I wasn't there, but my sister was. ‌ Me and my family visited her at the end of 2004, and on the surface, it seemed reasonable. ‌ But I could tell that what I saw was just a very fragile shell of lies; the people there were broken souls who couldn't say or express anything for fear of the consequences that would follow. ‌ I can't even begin to imagine the kind of trauma and permanent harm that's happened to anyone who was taken there.‌

‌‌ The manipulation was thorough: from the children there, to their families, to the town where these schools were at, and to the public as a whole. ‌ This place wanted control and money, and got it by breaking people at the very foundation of who they are as people and lied to everyone in order to keep them there. ‌ I don't blame my parents for having my sister end up there; my parents were heavily manipulated to think that this place would help her and convinced them that she NEEDED to be there or her life would be over if she didn't stay there.‌

‌‌ I'm happy that through some very amazing survivors who were there, people are speaking out now and that the truth is starting to be known. ‌ As I've learned in recovery, some of the best help comes from one alcoholic speaking to another. ‌ And in the same way, many of the survivors there have been able to come together and speak about the things they went through. ‌ This peak into their experiences can hopefully end the shit that is going on.‌

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I'm proud of you, Sarah, and I'm glad that you've been able to do the things you've done despite being there <‌3‌

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‌#breakingcodesilence‌

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The Program

‌[this is not an officially made image for this series — it's a compilation of a few different things I found and put together. ‌ If asked, I'll remove the image]

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I had wanted to post this writing right here on my journal page, but getting the formatting and look of the writing to appear right is something I'm not able to do. So I spent a bit of time and uploaded it to my Wordpress site.


Dear deviantART developers: Please make formatting text here possible, and also make it easier to do. I prefer to add TWO spaces after each ending punctuation, along with indenting my paragraphs. For whatever reason, you have made that incredibly hard to do. I realize that how I prefer my text to appear is atypical, even devious, but that's the way I am.


Anyway, I would like it if this was read by people. This site has been with me for quite a number of years, and has also had quite an impact on me as a person.


Thank you :)


https://jonspence.wordpress.com/2021/04/29/my-time-on-deviantart/

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I think we're all familiar with these feelings. ​ I've been feeling them strongly throughout my recovery from alcohol, and they sure show no sign of letting up.

  • FEAR

Fear is a feeling of what is happening right now, or more often the case, what WILL happen. ​ I spent most of my life running away from fear and trying to avoid putting myself in the face of fear. ​ Later I spent more and more hours just drinking my mind into nothing, simply trying to avoid my own self.

  • REGRET

Regret, for me, is closely related to fear. ​ By that I mean, I find that fear has a way of keeping me from doing things that I think might cause regret if something doesn't go right. ​ I fear experiencing regret. ​ I never want to look at something I did and go "This fucking sucks. ​ I wish I hadn't even tried to do this. ​ That's the last time I try that again" because regret is miserable.

  • EGO

Ego is an odd one, for me. ​ I've never had a lot of ego, never felt good about myself, never appreciated the good parts of myself. ​ I've never loved who I am. ​ Over the course of my recovery, I've been learning about ego and experiencing what it is. ​ We're all familiar with the idea of an over-inflated ego, an ego-maniac, of people that think they're the shit and make sure you know that they are indeed the shit. ​ So the word "ego" has always had negative connotations for me. ​ Ego, I think, is simply being aware of the qualities you have that you've decided are good and want to keep building. ​ Compliments feed my ego. ​ When I do something that works out, it feeds my ego. ​ People appreciating something I do feeds my ego. ​ Parts of my ego are based on me, but most of it is based & built on from other people. ​ I think it's a balancing act to recognize the value you contribute to others, and to also know for your own self the value you have as a person.


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I want to write about some areas where these feelings have impacted my life. ​ For startes, there's a lot of my past experiences that play into my fears. ​ I can think about & want to do something, and based on my past experiences, I either want to hop in and do it, or I have a misery and head-shaking feeling based on my past experiences when I've tried that before.

  • First off, there's this election going on right now

We are all in this (for us in the US, but also globally), and there's a lot of fear about where our country might be headed. ​ Fear of the future, which I have to remind myself is largely unknown. ​ But still, there is a lot of fear. ​ Luckily, I'm just a very small cog in this huge machine called life, and I've done my part, and now I just sit and wait for what happens. ​ This election is mostly about fear. ​ Regret and ego don't play a part. ​ I have no regrets about what I've written or said about politics (I stay out of it) and I did vote, so I've done my part. ​ I've done everything in my power to make my opinion count, and I can sit peacefully with that. ​ And there's really no ego at play here since about the only thing this election has to do with me personally is my part in voting in it, which I've done. ​ And I am very comfortable and at peace with my ethical/political/personality views about who I want to win the presidency. ​ So in short, this election is not a major disruption in my life, from a personal standpoint.

  • My working life

I've never had any job other than bottom-end low-paying jobs. ​ I haven't even had a lot of jobs. ​ In the past and while drinking, I was living at home and my parents largely supported me financially. ​ So it was never imperative that I earn enough to get by. ​ Any job I had and any money I earned was just used for trinkets for me, and later, to buy bottom-shelf vodka to ignore myself and life. ​ Then comes sobriety, living on my own, and needing to support myself with bills and food and medical stuff. ​ Talk about a drastic change in lifestyle! ​ I'm fortunate that aside from medical needs, I don't have a lot of expenses, and my dishwashing jobs have been enough to pay rent, bills, and along with insurance (through work) and my parents, my medical needs have been met (I've met my deductible and am 66% through my out-of-pocket max, so insurance is a must for me — $3,400 paid out of my bank account in 7 months.) ​ ​I'm lucky there. ​ I have to remember and appreciate that simple fact. ​ So with work, there's fear that my job and income can't continue if I ever want something like a car, a home, or a future with other things like a family or security of a healthy savings account. ​ There's also some regret that I haven't been more pro-active in trying to get myself into a better place. ​ I don't have a career, I have a job. ​ What do I do? ​ I make dishes clean. ​ I regret that I don't do something more socially accepted as "a good job." ​ ​That regret is sometimes hard to live with, but it's how it is, right now. ​ And my ego often takes a hit, simply because as a dishwasher, I am sometimes treated like the bottom-end grunt-worker and expected to just shut up and get shit done. ​ I often feel like I am not valued or treated well, which is odd, since if I take a moment and look at my work life, I am very often appreciated and valued. ​ I think a lot of my egoic feelings stem from my own personal view of my life as a dishwasher and value as a person, which isn't directly tied to how my work life actually is. ​ So my work life isn't great, but it's working well enough for me, at least right now.

  • Dating & relationships

This is the hardest thing to publicly write about. ​ I feel a lot of shame about myself here. ​ A lot of regret. ​ A lot of anger. ​ A lot of fear and dread about my future, which again, is largely unknown. ​ I don't have a lot of experience in the dating world or with relationships. ​ You have to love yourself and value yourself before you can open yourself up and share your life romantically with another person. ​ For most of my life I never realized that or did anything about that or had much of that. ​ I have a lot more of that, these days, and am always working on building those aspects of my life around that. ​ I would love to meet someone and see where things go from there. ​ I want that more than just about anything else, because a close relationship with someone lets you share in life's hardships and joys and you can help each other out and realize different great things together. ​ I also can't ignore the fact that well, I'm human, and there are hormones and physical desires. ​ There's no clean way to put it, but well, I get horny. ​ We all do. ​ And as great as my close friends are, they can't be there physically for me, lm​ao. ​ Again, I don't really have a lot of positive experience here. ​ So the fear of opening this part of my life is pretty big. ​ I've met a lot of awesome people, and for a number of them, I've wanted to bring things romantically closer. ​ The few times I've tried haven't gone so well. ​ Nothing horrible, but nothing great, either. ​ I'm just left feeling "Is this it? ​ Am I doing this in a good way? ​ It doesn't feel like I am. ​ How do I keep doing this? ​ Is this just how trying to date goes?" and because I haven't had the greatest times with it all, I'm left questioning myself as a person who is even capable of a romantic relationship. ​ I know I am, but I'm still trying to get in the door. ​ I know we have all gone through this before. ​ I'm just putting it down in writing, since I don't see it much, and would like to see more humble or personal experiences from people. ​ I haven't really been on a date in all of my adult life. ​ It was hard in high school, but it was easier since I was physically around people. ​ Getting out and being around people is hard for me, and this pandemic makes things harder. ​ I've been on and off of various dating apps, but aside from one time where there was a short back-and-forth we wrote to each other, there hasn't been anything. ​ Every time a dating app puts one of those notifications on my phone, it's always to lure me back on it, or telling me that my account is now inactive. ​ Again, I don't know if I'm doing something wrong, but there has been no sign that I've even interested anyone, let alone had a chance to get to meet or know someone. ​ Dating apps are miserable to use. ​ They fuel my thinking that there's something wrong with me or that I don't do things right to push the levers in the right direction to even go on a date. ​ Getting sober was hard to do, but I knew it was at least possible, if I put the time and energy into it. ​ I've been trying to go on a date with someone for a number of years now, and haven't had that opportunity yet. ​ I just don't understand. ​ When I was drinking, I could at least live in a bit more peace with relationships (or lack thereof) since I knew I was living with my parents, didn't have a job, no car, no phone, no money, no future, or any plans to even get that started. ​ I had accepted the fact that there was pretty much no chance in meeting someone. ​ Then comes sobriety and I'm around people (for the first time in a decade) and have a place of my own and a way to support myself and so on, and things are pointing more in my favor. ​ And despite my attempts, things are not moving much there. ​ Which is hard for me to accept. ​ "The Promises" are spoken of a lot in AA. ​ It's just having those goals and achievements reached through the work we do in sobriety and life once we cut the addiction anchor loose and start doing life again. ​ I've done a lot during my recovery, but there are still a few things I'd like to do. ​ Just keep being me and have patience, is what I keep repeating to myself. ​ I'm trying.



I think that wraps up some of the thoughts currently going around in my head, at least about fear, regret, and ego. ‌ This is a long post, and if you've read it all, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. ‌ Reading long journals like this is going out of fashion, but well, I'm a word person and can best communicate through words. ‌ It's how I show people who I am and what my feelings are. ‌ And to be honest, I find it pretty therapeutic to just write and solidify my thoughts onto a computer screen. ‌ I'm also writing this because I want to express these thoughts out to other people. ‌ I'm sharing my "experience, strength, and hope" (to use a common AA phrase) because that is the best way to keep doing this thing called life. ‌ If you can relate with any of this, or you disagree with any of it, or if you simply liked hearing a bit more about me and my ideas, please leave a comment and I would love to keep communicating.


Thank you, everyone :)

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‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌My name is Jon Spence, and today I have 3 years sober.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌I had spent from around 2004 until this time in 2016 pretty much just drinking, or figuring out how to get a drink. Or drunk. I had alcohol in me just about all of the time. I haven't had any alcohol for 3 years now. It's honestly nuts to know that about myself.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌I remember a number of months ago, I was in the ‌#‌devart chatroom here, and I was saying that I was in recovery. That phrase is just what I'm used to. My friends, the people I'm around, the city I live in; everyone knows that in recovery means a person living sober from drugs and alcohol.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌A person in ‌#‌devart saw me say this, and asked me "What are you recovering?" And I sat in my chair, in front of my computer, and had a very odd feeling. What am I recovering? I had never considered that before, lol.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌I thought about it for a little bit, and I wrote that I was recovering choice. When I was in my addiction, there wasn't a lot of choice in my life. Most things centered around drinking. That was the focus of my life. I was either drunk, figuring out how to get drunk, or dealing with the aftermath of being drunk. That was my life. That's what I focused on. Most other things were a distant second.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌So how did I do it? To answer the question asked when a person steps up to get their sobriety coin, I have no idea, lmao. But I DO know that a big part has been staying involved in the recovery community. It's my friends and the people I'm around that urge me on, lift me up, get me talking, listen to me, and it makes a huge difference.

‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌I know it's been a year since I wrote a journal here, and that old journal was to write about getting 2 years sober, but this place still holds a special place for me. I wanted to write about this day and let people know about it. And if you have questions or something to say, please go right ahead!‌‌‌

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Do What?

Yesterday, back in 2016, I had my last drink of alcohol.  That means that today, the 27ᵗʰ of November, I've spent the last two years sober.


When you are a part of Alcoholics Anonymous, you can pick up sobriety coins.  Typically done for each of the first twelve months sober, and after that, once every year.  When you pick up a year (or a multiple year) coin, you usually hear people shout “How did you do it?” and very often, “Why did you do it?”


For me, the How part is pretty straight forward: I didn't drink any alcohol for these last two years.  But the Why part is much more important and significant, for me (and others.)






So Then, Why?

For most of my life, I've looked for the easiest way out.  The shortest way to do things and get by.  Very often, that was simply by not doing anything and just ignoring it.


I've also been depressed for most of my life.  I've been seeing psychologists since nearly as far back as I can remember.  I've never had much self-confidence or self-worth.  Then I discovered that alcohol took away most of those inhibitions and let me not fear those socially awkward moments.  I didn't have to run from social fear, so I could get behind alcohol for that.  Soon after that, I found that alcohol covered up most other fears.  And feelings.  Alcohol is great at letting you put a time-out on being human, at least for a few hours.


But as you might know, you can't run from the world.  You can't hide behind that false mask of the person you think you are while drinking.  Unfortunately, it's only after I've been sober for this long that I'm realizing this.


The Why part is big.  I could write pages and pages on it.  I could also write pages and pages on why not, but I won't do that now.  Simply put: I'm starting to have a real sense of self-worth.  I'm confidant in some parts of my life.  I've realized that this world is much more dynamic and has many more conclusions than the simple “Good” or “Bad” or other absolutist and extreme ends that my mind tends to think of.  This world is huge.  And I've also learned that we're all just tiny parts of this enormous machine.  No one part is doing it right or wrong.  We're all just here, trying to do our best, to keep this thing called life going.



At times (maybe even most times) I've have a better sense of myself and what I'm doing here.  That feels good.  A deep down good that is more real than any drunk time in my past.  I've had a much more genuine and deep sense of self-worth and appreciation of things.  In short; I often prefer my sober life.  I prefer to live sober and have this life than my lonely life drinking, and can see a lot more potential with this new way of thinking.  Not that's it's been rainbows and butterflies these last two years.  Fuck no it hasn't.  My sober life has been a fuckload harder and more difficult.  I've experienced more hardships and pains that I even thought possible.


One of the greatest things about my life, now, is that I have friends.  I can go to them for help and support and feedback.  And having people in your life is essential.  Maybe you “normies” are going “Well duh, you idiot” at that concept.  Well, this is all new to me.  I guess we'll see how things go from here on out :)





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