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Visiting Gene

She found herself opening up to Step Three after a friend shows her that it's a personal journey

My first AA meeting was in a smoky, windowless room in the basement of the hospital at which I was detoxing. I watched in frozen panic as the orderlies wheeled in patients, mostly older men in blue bathrobes, slumped in their wheelchairs, some toothless, some drooling.

Next, the booming voice of the meeting leader who was reading "How It Works" seemed to emphasis the words, "If you want what we haveā€¦." Looking around the room at the motley crew assembled there, I was absolutely certain that AA was not for me.

Too afraid not to go to meetings, I went long enough to meet the... Login to read more
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