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Published September 2011.

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A chance misdial prevented her from picking up the first drink

"I thought someone was playing a trick on me. Perplexed, I called the number back. This time a woman answered."

My one year sobriety anniversary was April 5, 2007. I started "thinking" I didn't need so many meetings, that I was doing alright mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and could keep at it on my own. Slowly, I dwindled down to making one meeting a week. I had a sponsor, but called her rarely and saw her even less. I'd only worked step one, and didn't quite fully believe it yet. My prayers and meditations became a quick "please" and "thank you" every few days. I opened no books. I wasn't sure if I really believe in a "Higher Power."

Fairly quickly, I became angry, spiteful, self-absorbed, and a bit grandiose. I began to think I should pack up and move, that I deserved to be rich and famous, that I should divorce my husband, and that everyone and life was just "screwed up."

-- Nina H.

Chicago, Illinois

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