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Breaking Through the Denial

It took several false starts in AA before he understood powerless

I grew up in a typical middle class household in the 1960s and 70s. I was the youngest of three kids and had the benefit of a loving extended family. Alcohol and addiction were not a part of my family or culture. My parents provided a home that was traditional and Jewish in its ritual and progressively humanistic and liberal in its values.

As I came of age, I rejected organized religion. I formulated my own beliefs by filtering and refining them through an immature and addicted mind. I embraced a relationship with God that served my morals and values.

I started to experiment... Login to read more
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