In an attempt to overcome my compulsive weirdness, I recently joined a 12 step program. I managed to come out of denial and realize that I had a problem when it occurred to me that I am compulsive about telling jokes. If a joke comes to mind, I MUST tell it... even if it isn't funny.
It was difficult for me though to admit my problem to a crowd of drunken strangers. Nobody really understood.
"Hi, my name's David" I say, "and I'm a weirdo."
"Hi weirdo" says the crowd.
I don't understand the whole addiction thing. Sometimes people say that they have sexual addictions. I'm afraid to ask them, but I can't help but wonder; if you can have sexual addictions, can you die of a sexual overdose?
"Poor Joe," people would say, "he got his mind out of the gutter, but he couldn't get the gutter out of his mind."
I really am trying to change. In church I learned that I need to be more giving. Then, in another church service I learned that I need to stop pointing the finger. I really do try to apply these things to my life. I decided that from now on I'm going to stop pointing the finger, and start giving the finger.
*Sigh* Once a weirdo, always a weirdo.
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