From the July 2011 magazine.

Getting Past the Denial

Seeing her best friend get sober, she could no longer pretend that her drinking wasn't a problem

My girlfriend and I lived only a few doors away. Our children played together, we shopped together, we were co-cadet leaders of Girl Scouts (poor kids), we drank together, and we played naughty pranks together. We once put a "just married" sign on the back of a priest's car. May God forgive us. My friend got a headache, and I took aspirin. We were almost connected at the hip.

Over the years, her drinking progressed to the point that she was hospitalized several times. Although I drank probably as much and as long as she did, I guess I was physically stronger. I wasn't hospitalized...

-- Donna M.

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