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My Friend...The Alcoholic 11/23/16 (1 Viewer)
- Thread starter Arizona Ron
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top dog
Footballguy
Listen... I'm no expert, but I like to think that I am smarter than everyone else. You tell your shrink that your friend Top Dog said he was a quack. I'm sure he has heard all your wild stories. Like the rest of us, he's just trying to figure out how he can get in on that party scene.Arizona Ron said:
blend
Footballguy
In The Zone
Footballguy
First of all let me say that i'm not judging and this is just my opinion but TBH Ron I always thought that you were an alcoholic as well as a Sexaholic, NTTAWWT.
Like I said I'm not judging and I may be wrong, just the way I see it.
Like I said I'm not judging and I may be wrong, just the way I see it.
skol asylum
Footballguy
Psst....Ice is Ron. Ron is Ice.First of all let me say that i'm not judging and this is just my opinion but TBH Ron I always thought that you were an alcoholic as well as a Sexaholic, NTTAWWT.
Like I said I'm not judging and I may be wrong, just the way I see it.
NotSmart
Footballguy
Baloney Sandwich
Footballguy
Zow
Footballguy
Ice is an alcoholic. Ron's shrink wants to meet her. Apparently it doesn't make sense to live in DC.
El Floppo
Footballguy
DocHolliday
Footballguy
Buttonhook
Footballguy
Patience Daniel-Son.
Ron's stories are like a meal slowly cooked in a crock pot, not a bag of microwavable popcorn.
Ron's stories are like a meal slowly cooked in a crock pot, not a bag of microwavable popcorn.
El Floppo
Footballguy
dino259
Footballguy
Everytime I see that avatar, I think of Micheal. He is hoping for a white Christmas.just in time for the holidays
VA703
Footballguy
a white cream filled christmas
expecting him to make a return for season 2 along with that chick he was married to? Beth?
Arizona Ron
Footballguy
The four of us are sitting in my living room. I’m on the loveseat (left ), Ice and Amber are on the couch (middle) and Doc is in the chair (right). I’m relaxed, Amber is close to Ice being supportive, Ice is bristled with a “bring it on” type of posture and Doc is in full-on work mode.
I slowed down Doc’s eagerness to get started by doing proper introductions:
Me: Ice, it’s so glad to see you back. As Amber may have mentioned, I’ve been talking with Doc to work through different things and thought he could be of assistance to us.
Ice: Like I said, I’m not sure why we’re doing this now. I was drinking a little too much and just needed to take a break. (Amber is made some sort of “don’t be that way” gesture to calm Ice).
Doc: Thank you Ron (and now addressing Amber and Ice). As Ron mentioned, we’re been working together for some time now so I thought it would be good to discuss in a group session with his friends about how he’s progressing.
Me:
Ron has been struggling for a while now with maintaining healthy relationships. I wanted to see how he interacts in a group of his peers to better understand where he needs to improve. I really appreciate you ladies taking the time out to help tonight. So, here we are (proudly smiles).
Amber:
Ice:
Me thinking (okay, I get it. Make this about me so Ice feels comfortable. Okay, I’ll play along).
Doc: Amber, Ron tells me you have known him for several years. How would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Amber: Wait, I thought we were her for Ice?
Doc: We are but I think it’s important to know if we’re helping each other or not. So to start, how would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Amber: (looks at me bewildered) He’s…a…friend?
Doc: Would you consider him a good friend or someone you just now?
Me thinking (WTF is that supposed to mean?)
Amber: He’s a friend.
Doc: Why not a good friend?
Amber: Well, because he’s just not. That question doesn’t really make sense.
Doc: I see (writes). Okay, Ice how would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Ice: Doc, listen. I’m not ready for this. And honestly, I’m pissed this ####### (looking at me) made this entire situation about him.
Me: Ice I had no idea…I thought…#### this. Doc, I think you need to go.
Ice stands up, I stand up – Amber stands up and calms Ice and I down and insists we go through with this…this…whatever the #### it is.
I’m on edge now, Ice is oddly easily relaxed. She’s usually more caustic then this; Amber is looking at me with a “please Ron” look.
Doc: Ice, Amber – ask yourselves. When did you meet Ron? Under what circumstances did you meet him and how that’s been so far? Does he treat you like friends?
(I’m giving Doc the death stair at this point but he’s fixated on Amber and Ice)
Amber: I met Ice through his wife, so did Ice. We all use to hang out; just partying and Ron was just there.
Ice: Ron hated us actually. I think mostly because we ####ed his wife better than he could.
Me:
Doc: (looking at Ice) – Did you drink before you met Ron?
Ice: Yes
Doc: Did you ever feel you drank too much?
Ice: Sometimes I guess.
Doc: Did Ron ever tell you drank too much?
Ice: No, Amber was trying to get me to slow down for a while now.
Me: (interrupting) THAT’S NOT MY ####ING JOB!
Doc: Ron please, I’m sorry but do you see a pattern here? Your wife had friends; they’re no longer friends possibly due to your interaction. What about Angie? She left because of your relationship. What about Keara, she left because of you. What about Lance? (He starts rattling off name after name – they’re all gone or very distant).
Me: Ice?!?! Aren’t we friends? Aren’t we?
(Ice just looked at me with an empty glare on her face; I’ve never seen anything like it.)
Doc: Ron what about your friends you mention that you also discuss your troubles with. The ones at the bar you frequent?
Ice: Which bar?
Amber: Yeah Ron, what bar?
Me : It’s just a free for all place to converse – just guys blowing off steam after work. Nothing special.
Doc: Do you ever take Ice or any of your friends there?
Me: No
Doc: Why?
Ron: Doc, what are you trying to get out of this meeting? That I’m ####ed up? Because I know that already. That I have issues? Sure do. What’s the goal here?
(Doc just silently writes – Amber and Ice are quietly looking at me, puzzled yet I could feel their opinion of me changing.)
Doc: Well, it’s been a great meeting. We should do this again soon - have a good night.
Doc makes his salutations and leaves. We all continued to sit silently for a bit then Ice and Amber decide to leave. I returned to work the next day but couldn’t help but think I was getting more out of my internet retinue than my hired shrink.
About a week or so goes by that I don’t hear from Amber or Ice – there’s no way I’m calling either one of them. I’ll let them sort out what they need to do, as apparently, I’m the problem (not them). Later one night, phone rings a little after 10pm waking me up:
Amber: Ron? Is Ice with you?
Me: No, why?
Amber: She didn’t come home. She said she was going to the store after work then heading here; that was six hours ago.
Me: I haven’t seen her since the both of you were at my place.
Amber ushers off the phone then I go back to watching TV in my room with my eyes closed. About an hour later, my front door alarm starts countdown beeping (I’m not expecting anyone), I get up, put on a bathrobe and head to the foyer to see Ice with some chick I don’t know both obviously have been drinking trying to punch in the code to disarm the alarm.
Me: WTF? (I disarmed alarm)
Ice: Ron, “Ash” and I needed just one night to hang; we’ve been so good. It’s okay to party one night (both classy-eyed are looking at each other nodding in bilateral agreement). Ash, this is my friend Ron (oh, we’re “friends” now), Ron, this is Ash. We were out, just for a bit then decided we wanted to be good and not drive drunk so we came here instead.
Me: How did you get here?
Ice: We drove
Me:
Ice: We decided we’d hang out just one night, nothing major…(Ice goes on blathering about whatever. Clearly I’m going to be up for a while nursing two drunks so why not be the third?)
Me: (walking away while Ice is talking heading to the kitchen; I make a drink then turn to them). Do you two want a drink?
Ice: Well, let me see (trying to compose herself). We only had two each then one when we left so it’s okay if we have one more (I just start making 3 drinks...Ice turns on music then the TV while Ash and I are in the kitchen).
Ash: This place is dope, how do you know Ice?
Ash is somewhat dumpy honestly (Offdee 5). She’s a short, pale, chubby white chick in weathered yoga pants and pullover that looks like she’s one spades game way from being someone’s baby-momma with kids named Daquan and Jalen. Kinda like a broke Kelly Clarkson.
Ice: (buts in) Ash and I met in detox and kept in touch like battle buddies (smacks her on the ###). This is my homegirl!
I go to my couch, begin to exchange conversation and generally make them both feel comfortable. Drink up, it’s not my place to judge. Sure, I could negotiate a BJ out of one of them but honestly wasn’t really feeling it at the moment. I’m fine having Ice back to being Ice and her new friend seemed cool.
While we continued to shoot the #### and drink, I couldn’t help but think about Amber and if I should let her know Ice was at my place or not. If I let her know, drama – if I don’t let her know, drama.
I slowed down Doc’s eagerness to get started by doing proper introductions:
Me: Ice, it’s so glad to see you back. As Amber may have mentioned, I’ve been talking with Doc to work through different things and thought he could be of assistance to us.
Ice: Like I said, I’m not sure why we’re doing this now. I was drinking a little too much and just needed to take a break. (Amber is made some sort of “don’t be that way” gesture to calm Ice).
Doc: Thank you Ron (and now addressing Amber and Ice). As Ron mentioned, we’re been working together for some time now so I thought it would be good to discuss in a group session with his friends about how he’s progressing.
Me:
Ron has been struggling for a while now with maintaining healthy relationships. I wanted to see how he interacts in a group of his peers to better understand where he needs to improve. I really appreciate you ladies taking the time out to help tonight. So, here we are (proudly smiles).
Amber:
Ice:
Me thinking (okay, I get it. Make this about me so Ice feels comfortable. Okay, I’ll play along).
Doc: Amber, Ron tells me you have known him for several years. How would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Amber: Wait, I thought we were her for Ice?
Doc: We are but I think it’s important to know if we’re helping each other or not. So to start, how would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Amber: (looks at me bewildered) He’s…a…friend?
Doc: Would you consider him a good friend or someone you just now?
Me thinking (WTF is that supposed to mean?)
Amber: He’s a friend.
Doc: Why not a good friend?
Amber: Well, because he’s just not. That question doesn’t really make sense.
Doc: I see (writes). Okay, Ice how would you describe your relationship with Ron?
Ice: Doc, listen. I’m not ready for this. And honestly, I’m pissed this ####### (looking at me) made this entire situation about him.
Me: Ice I had no idea…I thought…#### this. Doc, I think you need to go.
Ice stands up, I stand up – Amber stands up and calms Ice and I down and insists we go through with this…this…whatever the #### it is.
I’m on edge now, Ice is oddly easily relaxed. She’s usually more caustic then this; Amber is looking at me with a “please Ron” look.
Doc: Ice, Amber – ask yourselves. When did you meet Ron? Under what circumstances did you meet him and how that’s been so far? Does he treat you like friends?
(I’m giving Doc the death stair at this point but he’s fixated on Amber and Ice)
Amber: I met Ice through his wife, so did Ice. We all use to hang out; just partying and Ron was just there.
Ice: Ron hated us actually. I think mostly because we ####ed his wife better than he could.
Me:
Doc: (looking at Ice) – Did you drink before you met Ron?
Ice: Yes
Doc: Did you ever feel you drank too much?
Ice: Sometimes I guess.
Doc: Did Ron ever tell you drank too much?
Ice: No, Amber was trying to get me to slow down for a while now.
Me: (interrupting) THAT’S NOT MY ####ING JOB!
Doc: Ron please, I’m sorry but do you see a pattern here? Your wife had friends; they’re no longer friends possibly due to your interaction. What about Angie? She left because of your relationship. What about Keara, she left because of you. What about Lance? (He starts rattling off name after name – they’re all gone or very distant).
Me: Ice?!?! Aren’t we friends? Aren’t we?
(Ice just looked at me with an empty glare on her face; I’ve never seen anything like it.)
Doc: Ron what about your friends you mention that you also discuss your troubles with. The ones at the bar you frequent?
Ice: Which bar?
Amber: Yeah Ron, what bar?
Me : It’s just a free for all place to converse – just guys blowing off steam after work. Nothing special.
Doc: Do you ever take Ice or any of your friends there?
Me: No
Doc: Why?
Ron: Doc, what are you trying to get out of this meeting? That I’m ####ed up? Because I know that already. That I have issues? Sure do. What’s the goal here?
(Doc just silently writes – Amber and Ice are quietly looking at me, puzzled yet I could feel their opinion of me changing.)
Doc: Well, it’s been a great meeting. We should do this again soon - have a good night.
Doc makes his salutations and leaves. We all continued to sit silently for a bit then Ice and Amber decide to leave. I returned to work the next day but couldn’t help but think I was getting more out of my internet retinue than my hired shrink.
About a week or so goes by that I don’t hear from Amber or Ice – there’s no way I’m calling either one of them. I’ll let them sort out what they need to do, as apparently, I’m the problem (not them). Later one night, phone rings a little after 10pm waking me up:
Amber: Ron? Is Ice with you?
Me: No, why?
Amber: She didn’t come home. She said she was going to the store after work then heading here; that was six hours ago.
Me: I haven’t seen her since the both of you were at my place.
Amber ushers off the phone then I go back to watching TV in my room with my eyes closed. About an hour later, my front door alarm starts countdown beeping (I’m not expecting anyone), I get up, put on a bathrobe and head to the foyer to see Ice with some chick I don’t know both obviously have been drinking trying to punch in the code to disarm the alarm.
Me: WTF? (I disarmed alarm)
Ice: Ron, “Ash” and I needed just one night to hang; we’ve been so good. It’s okay to party one night (both classy-eyed are looking at each other nodding in bilateral agreement). Ash, this is my friend Ron (oh, we’re “friends” now), Ron, this is Ash. We were out, just for a bit then decided we wanted to be good and not drive drunk so we came here instead.
Me: How did you get here?
Ice: We drove
Me:
Ice: We decided we’d hang out just one night, nothing major…(Ice goes on blathering about whatever. Clearly I’m going to be up for a while nursing two drunks so why not be the third?)
Me: (walking away while Ice is talking heading to the kitchen; I make a drink then turn to them). Do you two want a drink?
Ice: Well, let me see (trying to compose herself). We only had two each then one when we left so it’s okay if we have one more (I just start making 3 drinks...Ice turns on music then the TV while Ash and I are in the kitchen).
Ash: This place is dope, how do you know Ice?
Ash is somewhat dumpy honestly (Offdee 5). She’s a short, pale, chubby white chick in weathered yoga pants and pullover that looks like she’s one spades game way from being someone’s baby-momma with kids named Daquan and Jalen. Kinda like a broke Kelly Clarkson.
Ice: (buts in) Ash and I met in detox and kept in touch like battle buddies (smacks her on the ###). This is my homegirl!
I go to my couch, begin to exchange conversation and generally make them both feel comfortable. Drink up, it’s not my place to judge. Sure, I could negotiate a BJ out of one of them but honestly wasn’t really feeling it at the moment. I’m fine having Ice back to being Ice and her new friend seemed cool.
While we continued to shoot the #### and drink, I couldn’t help but think about Amber and if I should let her know Ice was at my place or not. If I let her know, drama – if I don’t let her know, drama.
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Dan Lambskin
Footballguy
Phase of the Game
Footballguy
"About a week or so goes by that I don’t hear from Amber or Ice"
This happened over a week ago?
This happened over a week ago?
Phase of the Game
Footballguy
On Sunday you wrote " I called Doc, he agreed to meet at my place after his last appointment around 7pm tomorrow to facilitate a group discussion."
Your timeline isn't making any sense.
Your timeline isn't making any sense.
Dan Lambskin
Footballguy
These stories don't always take place in real time. What Ron is sharing with us could be weeks or even months ago
Phase of the Game
Footballguy
Arizona Ron
Footballguy
Months ago. Like I said, I don't try to keep up with the thread every day now. It's too much.
Phase of the Game
Footballguy
Yet, your first post said
" Today is no different; while I’m driving to meet Ice and the real estate agent in Mt. Vernon to check out condos, New York Ave is blocked with ‘Black Lives Matters’ protesters."
It seemed this thread was in real time.
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Phase of the Game
Footballguy
No worries. I'm just trying to figure out if I am reading fiction or non-fiction. I like both.
AAABatteries
Footballguy
So you have a friend that is an alcoholic and you offer them a drink? I'm not one to judge but do you really think that's a good idea?
Arizona Ron
Footballguy
She's been drinking as long as I've known her and was already drinking that day.
It's not like I'm pressuring someone who's been sober for years to drink.
El Floppo
Footballguy
what does the timeline have to do with whether this is fiction or not. what does it matter?No worries. I'm just trying to figure out if I am reading fiction or non-fiction. I like both.
headshrinker pulled a fastie on our hero... wtf was that about.
Arizona Ron
Footballguy
I usually write as if it's happening real time. No different than any person does in conversation recounting events to someone sitting right next to them.Phase of the Game said:
El Floppo
Footballguy
has she ever gone into a detox/rehab facility before? that's the part that's coming across as not very... supportive... on your part. well- to be fair, I guess you're supporting the habit, so there's that.She's been drinking as long as I've known her and was already drinking that day.
It's not like I'm pressuring someone who's been sober for years to drink.
Phase of the Game
Footballguy
Yankee23Fan
Fair Tax!
I'm thinking that for the movie that the shrink is going to be played by Christopher Walken. How close am I to real life?
Vanilla Guerrilla
Footballguy
Does the shrink dress in crazy plaid suits, speak in a weird accent and have an obsession with food? Does he make you draw clocks?
Maybe just playing devil's advocate; shrink's job is to figure out what is going on with you. The other people - he probably wants to see how you all relate. I'm not surprised that it didn't turn into an ice breaker meeting. He has no first hand knowledge of your group that you hang with. Now he does. Maybe his advice gets better with the extra variables thrown into the equation. The answers threw you for a loop, and you would think you would be the most likely to predict how they answered the questions.
Maybe just playing devil's advocate; shrink's job is to figure out what is going on with you. The other people - he probably wants to see how you all relate. I'm not surprised that it didn't turn into an ice breaker meeting. He has no first hand knowledge of your group that you hang with. Now he does. Maybe his advice gets better with the extra variables thrown into the equation. The answers threw you for a loop, and you would think you would be the most likely to predict how they answered the questions.
Sabertooth
Footballguy
That's because he's making the story up as he goes.Phase of the Game said:
Buttonhook
Footballguy
So that "bar" you go to is actually this website?
