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From the January 2015 magazine. First printed in May 1975.

It Was Hard to Believe

How could people so much older understand

I came to Alcoholics Anonymous when I was twenty-eight years old. It was not my worst drunk that sent me, nor was it the one that caused me the most problems with the law, but it was the worst for me mentally. I had made a contact with AA one year before, and I had walked out of that meeting very disgusted with the caliber of people there, as I saw them, and more disgusted with the things they said. These things made me feel guilty, insecure, and uncertain. So, as had become my pattern, I ran away.

One year later, all the things they had talked about in that meeting were my story. The degeneration of a female alcoholic, the guilt over destroying my family and ruining my young children's lives, the loss of friends, and the long record of arrests were all mine in the short span of a year.

-- P. B.

Carson City, Nevada

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