From the May 2012 magazine.

May 2012: Saved at the Mall

One morning recently I woke up tasting, feeling, and even seeing in my mind’s eye, the large bottle of gin I was planning to buy and drink. It was as if it were there in front of me. Terrified, I called my sponsor who was 3,000 miles away on vacation. Luckily, she had her cell phone turned on. My voice was quivering. She calmed me down and told me to meet with someone in our home group as soon as possible and to keep in touch with her. Shaking from head to toe, I called one of the ladies from my meeting. Despite the early hour and her busy schedule, she came to my rescue and spent the next two hours with me. Later that morning, I was alone again. I was feeling stronger, but afraid to go home, so I drove to the local mall.

The first person I saw when I got inside was another one of the ladies from my home group. I told her of my near relapse. She frowned and asked, “How many meetings do you attend in a week?” I told her I only went to one per week, because after five years of sobriety, that was all I needed. She said, “Once a week is not enough. Get to a meeting today, and tomorrow and keep going as often as you can.” I said, “I don’t want to.” She took my hand, looked me in the eye and said, “GET … TO … A … MEETING!”

-- Sheila R.

Sebring, Florida

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