My Feelings Are Seldom Facts but They Are Still Feelings – Chico C.

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Chico C. came up through the streets of West Palm Beach — drinking at eleven, carrying a straight razor at fifteen, and running with the roughest crowd in the neighborhood. Born in New York to a Puerto Rican father and Colombian mother, he drank alcoholically from his first drink and was smoking dope by twelve. By seventeen he had been arrested dozens of times, expelled from two schools, and was strung out on opiates and barbiturates while maintaining a savage daily drinking habit.

His first contact with AA came at twenty-five through a religious retreat, but it took four years of bouncing in and out before he stayed. During those years he descended into psychotic episodes, a suicide attempt, and a plan to go house to house with a shotgun killing everyone who had wronged him. What brought him back was not a spiritual awakening but the simple fact that there was nowhere else to go. His sponsor told him five meetings a week — he said he would go but would not listen. That was enough.

Chico's sobriety was anything but smooth. He married his second wife at four and a half months sober, and their early years were explosive — running away from home into the closet, loading a .38 and driving to her office with plans to kill. At three and a half years sober and serving as chairman of his local intergroup, he came within inches of putting a butcher knife through her neck. His central teaching — that we become "sober too long to be sick" — comes from watching an old-timer with thirty-five years take his own life on Christmas Day because he could not admit he was in pain. Chico's humor is legendary and relentless, but underneath every joke is a man who knows exactly how close he came to dying, and who insists that honesty about pain is the only thing that keeps any of us alive.

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