Mind and Body

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One Cold Night in March (by Chris M.)
I'm turning it over." "What?" "I'm turning it over." "Turning what over?" "You know, e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g." "Okay. But wait a minute. Turning it over...
Back From Oblivion (by Barb R.)
Clothes that didn't fit quite right, hair that went wherever it pleased, shoes untied, and a dirty face: That was me. How I hated school! Always the...
Young Kevin (by George M.)
Bill W. was so confident, when he wrote of our condition as we reach Step Ten, that "sanity will have returned. We will seldom be interested in...
I Want the Stamped Hand of AA Always to Be There (by Cippi M.)
Have you ever chaired a meeting at a hospital or have you ever spoken at a correctional facility?
The Luck of the Draw (by Nancy R.)
About a year ago, I was able to begin some Twelfth-Step work in a local jail. I think my underlying motive was survivor's guilt; I just hadn't got...
The Hate-and-pain Guy (by Harold B.)
The other day I was trying to remember what the actual turning point for me in the program was. I think it was when I really started to get into...
Not Bad for a Redneck From Mississippi (by Jimmy W.)
I got sober on May 1, 1985. Trust me when I tell you that it was May Day in every sense of the word, for I was indeed crashing and burning. I was...
Nice Jewish Girls Don't Go to Prison (by Sherri B.)
I grew up in a typical American household--Mom was the homemaker and Dad went out to work. We celebrated all the Jewish holidays, and I don't...
It's Not That Hard (by Paul C.)
In September, 1971, I was indicted by a grand jury and was eventually sentenced to several months in the Madison County Jail in Wampsville, New York...