The Truth About Twelve-Step Programs in Recovery

Memoirs appeal to me because I believe in the value of shared experiences. It’s one of the ways we can help one another.  To that end, I love a good recovery story, and Charlie Sheen’s memoir, The Book of Sheen, is what inspired me to write this post. While I appreciate his writing style, his candor, and his humor, there are some things he said that I’ve heard before and would like to address.

He mocked The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous, referring to it as a medieval book. He also called AA sponsors “morons” and the people in rehab “lunatics.”

Now, if this had been said by his character, Charlie Harper, during an episode of Two and A Half Men, I would have laughed. And even though, it’s real Charlie talking, I’m not offended. For all I know, he’s simply joking about how he perceived things while on the road to recovery. I’m not mad either way, but I do want to offer my perspective.

Monolithic thinking is a constant problem in this world. People are so ready to paint everything with a broad brush, including those who say they oppose bigotry. This kind of thinking isn’t helping anyone. It never does. Most groups are diverse. Their members are flexible to varying degrees. That includes fellowships, organizations, races, religions, ethnicities, genders, etc. Of course, if an individual uses their belief system to harm others or supports those who do, that’s different. Otherwise, I’m not going to fault people for adhering to whatever belief system holds them together. Life is hard enough as it is.

That said, I understand Charlie’s discomfort with certain aspects of AA.

He wrote about the meetings where everyone “robotically” says “Hi (insert your name here)” in unison after you introduce yourself. I get it. It can feel strange, especially for someone new to recovery who is filled with fear and plagued by social anxiety.

He also didn’t like being asked to share, which is normal at first, maybe for a long time. I’m sure some people never enjoy it.

He scoffed at the members holding hands to pray, and I can relate to that. I felt that way even when I went to church back in the day, and it came time to turn around and offer one another the sign of peace while shaking hands.

For me, it’s not the praying. It’s not the holding or shaking hands. And it certainly isn’t offering peace to others—that’s beautiful. But there’s a pressure I’d feel when those moments were about to happen in a group setting. It was the anticipation of that moment because while I was actually holding hands in an AA meeting or shaking hands in church, I was fine. It’s the same feeling you get before it’s your turn to share or speak. People who know me well wouldn’t think chatting could ever make me nervous. So, what I described here could have some link to social anxiety, maybe the fear of how people will respond—that is, if they respond at all and don’t leave you hanging. I don’t know. Whatever it is, I hate it, too.

Moving on from Charlie, I have never liked that the meetings felt like a pick-up bar without the bar, especially if you seemed to be new. But as someone once told me, people may be sober, but they are still human. You have to adhere to the rules, heed advice. You need boundaries. Those things can be difficult for newcomers. It’s why they tell women to stick with the women and men to stick with the men—at least until you get your bearings.

Sometimes, too, when people share, you hear things you can’t get on board with and you want to yell, “WHAT??!!” Maybe what they said is absurd, or you tell yourself, I can’t sit here and listen to this. But that’s why they advise you to “Keep what’s worth keeping.” There’s a quote by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik that says: Keep what is worth keeping and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away. The breath of kindness may not always be possible, but restraint will often do.

Besides, you will hear good stuff, as well. A lot of good stuff.

So, let me say this: Of course, people can quit drinking and using drugs without AA or NA. If someone realizes they need to abstain from something because the addiction has made their life unmanageable, they can do it however they want. But if they want the emotional sobriety that their addiction has taken away from them, they need to work on themselves, if not through a twelve-step program, then some other way.

I can just hear my old boss shouting, “I drink, but I hate those goddamn programs.” Well, if addiction to one thing or another isn’t wreaking havoc in your life, then none of this applies to you.

But I’m going to defend twelve-step programs here because the creators of these programs truly understood the disease and the character defects an addict needs to work on. Oh, and that “medieval book” continues to offer so much wisdom. This is a program that provides you with a better design for living that includes responsibility, accountability, honesty, a downsized ego, an effective interdependence, and more.

You see, a lot of what we don’t like when we arrive is exactly what gets us where we need to be. We are broken when we finally seek recovery. For some, it’s the first time they feel they belong somewhere and have people they can relate to or who can relate to them. Sharing and speaking helps them overcome their social anxiety or get some control over it. Over time, their confidence will increase, and they will feel better about themselves, rather than unworthy or less than. Of course, that’s the case because drinking and drugging makes you feel less inhibited. They help you feel more comfortable—that is until they don’t, or they get you in precarious situations.

So, even if you quit meetings because you hate them, you can keep working the program or simply work on YOU.

I’ll be celebrating 30 years of being sober and drug free on January 17, 2026, and I have to say, it’s beautiful to watch people grow and evolve in sobriety. We learn how to be of service. Many find the courage to face their traumas and demons and begin to heal in ways they never thought possible. Through all of that comes clarity, gratitude, and much, much more.

So, please don’t knock what has worked for so many people, what has saved countless lives. Look around at what’s happening everywhere. We could use more people who are grounded in emotional sobriety.

MAYBE I DIDN’T LOVE YOU


This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

On January 17, I will have maintained 29 years of sobriety. When each anniversary comes, I like to share something about where I am, and it usually comes down to the wire, putting together something I feel is worth passing along. This year, I’m consumed with thoughts a week in advance, and I’m feeling more sentimental than usual, so I thought I’d just put it out there.

A story I like to tell is one where I was very young, years away from having a fully developed frontal lobe. I wasn’t sober yet, but I loved to accompany my dearest friend to meetings as a show of support. Once when I met a cute guy, and he kept following me around, talking to me, my friend told me to be careful. That surprised me because I thought, if I am going to get involved, wouldn’t it be good to pick a sober guy? She said, “His being sober doesn’t necessarily mean he’s good and has his shit together. It just means, at least, he has clean time. That’s always a good thing, but everyone is different, no matter the group. And the level of their emotional sobriety varies from person to person. He may be a long way from having his shit together. You don’t know.”

It shocked me because she just kept getting better and better, so I thought, once you got to that point where you were in AA or NA, you were home free. She laughed. And now, I laugh.

People do such brave things in recovery. I see it, and I admire it every time. I’m also grateful that I can do brave things myself. What I came to understand was: you learn so much and yet you always have more work to do. It doesn’t end. You don’t get to a place where you say, “I’m perfect now. I’m good. I’m done.” You don’t overcome everything and certainly won’t overcome everything all at once.

Back in the 80s, I remember hearing the song “You Were Always on My Mind” by Willie Nelson and hating it. I thought it was the most arrogant, egotistical crap I ever heard, partially because I knew he had another song called, “To All the Girls I Loved Before.”

More recently, I heard “You Were Always on My Mind,” and I cried. I felt this wrenching pain in my heart and became overwhelmed. I could have written that. I could’ve written that because that was me. All my life, I never realized it.

Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have.
Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have.
If I made you feel second best,
Girl I’m sorry I was blind.
You were always on my mind.
You were always on my mind.
Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times,
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine.
Little things I should have said and done,
I just never took the time.
You were always on my mind.
You were always on my mind.
Tell me,
Tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died.
And give me
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied.
I’ll keep you satisfied.

And the hardest part to admit is I would not even ask for one more chance to try again because I’d never be able to satisfy those people. I couldn’t then and wouldn’t now.

It’s not that I buy into the theory that you can’t love anyone unless you love yourself. I would prefer to say it can take time for us to know how to love others, including ourselves.

In recovery, many of us achieve a lot. Our coping skills are way better, rendering us so much better equipped to handle whatever comes our way. We are more authentic, see things more clearly, love genuinely. Aside from becoming more and more emotionally intelligent and more mature, we’ve become honest and accountable. With others, we are fully present and engaged, and we learn how to resolve conflicts without causing so much pain.

But I don’t reach out for help. I don’t extend myself to others except to lend support where I can. I don’t accept invitations from most, and it’s all based on my experience, the conclusion I arrived at, that people are not what they seem. I learned that before I ever heard this song. It became etched in cement over time. And I get it because I’ve disappointed many people myself over the years, though it was never my intention.

So, I had to ask how I could have done so much healing in life and be on top of so many things, when the one thing that hasn’t healed completely is my faith and trust in others. That’s huge. But I decided the best thing I can do about it—the only thing I can do about it is keep trying to be the best person I can be.

Our recovery practice of sharing personal stories stems from our understanding of the pain of dealing with broken people and brokenness. Yeah, it stuns me when someone says something to me like, “Why did you say that?” or “Why did you do that?” I have to process it. It may even take time to come out of my stubbornness. I have to if I want the truth, and I need the truth if I want to learn from it. It’s part of our humanness.

The important thing is to remember is, unless you let them, others cannot take all that you’ve achieved away from you—your peace, gratitude, clarity, etc. And don’t let them! They shouldn’t get to do that, even if you’re having a bad day and kicking yourself, feeling vulnerable. Even if you realize that you still have parts of yourself that need healing. No one deserves that honor of taking you down, especially if they are already hurting you. You’ve worked too hard.

I have to end with this; I do feel a higher power and its guidance. That may not mean the same thing to me as it means to you or someone else, but I see it as within me and all around me—not way up high in the sky where it’s not reachable or accountable, where it answers some and not others. It’s an indomitable force that is always aware of you, always listening, always answering, always wanting the best for you and everyone around you. It’s full of love and peace and kindness and gratitude. That’s why we need to stay in touch with it.

“You Were Always On My mind” lyrics source: Musixmatch

Songwriter: Willie Nelson

AN HONEST LOOK AT WHAT MOTIVATES YOU

A recovery friend of mine once belonged to an AA group called “What’s Your Motivation?” She said she’d always ask herself that in situations where she had to say or do something she might regret, and she’d ask others as well. She asked me that once or twice. So, you start out by asking yourself that question when the situation arises, and a lot of time you realize there is no good motive behind the thing you want to do or say, so you don’t say it. You don’t do it. After a while, it becomes second nature.

Unfortunately, however, so many people out there are living their lives while untreated for their afflictions. Whether it’s addiction, including alcoholism, or a type of personality disorder, their behavior often stems from how they feel about themselves based on other people’s words and actions, things they had inadvertently taken on and clung to fiercely. They may have a desperate need for attention, validation, admiration, and respect. Maybe their delusions distort their perception of themselves and how others view them. They are so busy worrying about themselves that they are often oblivious to their motives and may not realize how little regard they have for others. In a genuine sense, they are fighting for themselves, but they’re not winning.

Many of us have lived that way once upon a time and, because of it, spent a copious amount of energy on damage control. Knowing we said something we shouldn’t have said or did something we shouldn’t have done and going into this anxiety-ridden desperation to save our “image”—an image that likely isn’t real but a delusion. When we should be more concerned about apologizing or making amends, we’re more obsessed with not wanting to be seen in a negative light and having to act in order to change the negative perception.

It takes recovery, healing, and time to learn that if you are intent on doing the right thing, doing right by people, and having everyone’s best interests at heart, you’ll know how to react and respond to things. And if you ever say or do something you regret, you simply say you were wrong and apologize.

Empathy for others and for ourselves is what makes it possible. It makes us care about how we treat people and the effect it’s having on not only them but on our lives and the lives of anyone who cares about us. We eventually understand that how we treat people is just as important as catering to our own needs.

I think it’s important to understand what made us a certain way in life and to acknowledge that, but then we have to fix it. It becomes our job and responsibility to heal that so that we grow and change. Too many people never get to a point where they can see it, let alone understand it, so those of us who do are quite fortunate.

Feature image at the top by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay