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He was adrift from himself and the promise of his early life until he found the safe harbor of AA

"As the years went by, I drifted further away from God on a black sea of loneliness. "

Some of my earliest childhood memories are of my mother, a Sunday school teacher, dragging me to church kicking and screaming. I didn't care much for these attempts to introduce me to God. I just wanted to hang out with the other kids and play. When I was old enough to make my own decisions, the trips to church ended, but not before I had adopted a basic set of values, which included my sense of right and wrong. Later in life, this would serve as the measure of my insanity.

As the years went by, I drifted further away from God on a black sea of loneliness. I found myself in the dark... Login to read more
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