From the July 2012 magazine.

July 2012: Cheerleader in Jail

When I began drinking at age 14, I thought alcohol made my problems go away. I drank at school, during cheerleading practice and while driving. When I started having regular blackouts and finding myself in scary situations, I realized that my drinking was only making my problems worse. But I didn’t want to stop.

After high school I had the great idea to move to Las Vegas, where I could be around people who loved to party like me. In “Sin City” my alcoholism reached new heights and, within two years, I crawled back home to California. Still, I didn’t want to stop drinking. Alcohol was my best friend, the only thing that stayed with me wherever I went. However, I knew I had a problem, and one night, in a moment of undeniable hopelessness, I prayed for the first time for something to help me want to get sober.

-- Anonymous

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