With her life unraveling, a woman joins AA and finds a new way to live
At my first meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous, I peered up at the Twelve Steps banner on the wall and nearly burst into tears at the sight of one word—unmanageable. That word seemed to sum up my entire existence. My life had gone from one I was capably and competently breezing through to one where thoughts and cravings for booze haunted me mercilessly, night and day.
I could barely make it through each day without ending up drunk and then, I found out I was pregnant. How would I ever manage a difficult pregnancy and eventually a brand new baby to take care of?
Fort Lewis, Washington
A Faith That Works
An oldtimer with over 60 years of sobriety shares his experience
If the World Falls Apart
Sober colleagues help each other stay away from a drink in the midst of calamity
There's More Than One Way to Reach Bottom
After nearly two decades in the program, a member experiences a new bottom
An AA group has an unusual visitor