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July 2013: A Clear Signal

After taking a man's life, her need to get sober became as transparent as a prison TV

In early 2009, I had almost a year of sobriety. I had rebuilt relationships with my family, gained trust, found fellowship with a group of AAs and earned the material comforts that I had lost over the course of years of alcohol abuse.

I felt “normal,” like I didn’t need the program anymore. I made every excuse to skip meetings until I gradually stopped attending altogether. Instead, I found myself back in my old neighborhood, in an old friend’s house, getting wasted next to the clear TV that he had recently brought home from prison. It was the kind of clear appliance in... Login to read more
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