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Home Alone

When he finally stopped drinking, he could rejoin the world outside

The way I admitted that I was an alcoholic happened quite by accident—or are there any accidents? I was reading a copy of my community's free newspaper and I saw an advertisement for a treatment center near my home. I also had one close friend and a few other acquaintances in AA. Timidly at first, I ran the idea by these friends that I thought maybe treatment would help me. But what is treatment, I gasped, suddenly afraid of the whole idea. I had drank for 20 years—some of it binge drinking.

After a few weeks of staying dry, I approached my supervisor at work. He wasn't really the kind of guy that was very openminded or aware that he had ever met an alcoholic. Did I have a bottle in my backpack or desk, he wondered fearfully. I finally convinced him that I needed help and wanted to feel better and do better things with my life. When I entered treatment, I had 31 days without a drink. The idea that I was my main problem hadn't entered my head.

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