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August 2012: Blessed with the Memory of My Pain

He hit bottom hard and didn't want to forget

When I was born, my father was a full-blown alcoholic and my mother was an untreated Al-Anon. However, when I was two, my father hit bottom and found the Fellowship of AA, and not long after, my mother found Al-Anon. My house often turned into the local detox center, since the only treatment facility in the area had a rule that drunks had to be dry for at least 24 hours before they could enter treatment.

So I grew up knowing all the program's slogans and philosophy. But that didn't stop me from feeling different and very alone. Since I was the middle kid (of three), my folks took... Login to read more
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