Monthly Archives: February 2011

I’m scared.  I’m scared that A.A. and the fellowship of alcoholics is disappearing. In most meetings I feel like the oddball who has alcoholism.  There is one last place, one slimming group of drunks where I feel a part still, … Continue reading →

My story is one less of tragedy than of agony.  It is an odyssey through disillusionment to an eventual landing in the rooms of A.A. where I found hope and my life was transformed. I have not been compelled to … Continue reading →