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August 2011: The Secret Life of Alcoholism

The understanding and acceptance allowed her to open up

"I knew I couldn’t share my deepest, darkest secrets with anyone."

Before I came to AA, the terror I lived with daily was suffocating. I spent days hidden away, trying to block out the sound of the world. I had progressed to daily drinking, sobering up long enough to make money to buy more booze. The fear of impending doom always hung over me.

When I began going to meetings in Los Angeles, I knew I couldn’t share my deepest, darkest secrets with anyone. But, the honesty and openness of the members in my home group cracked my armor. Even though they didn’t look like they crawled out of the same garbage can I did, I believed they understood those... Login to read more
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