September 2013: To Ban or Not To Ban
In my first year of recovery I found a home group at which a young man, with the build of a light heavyweight, would also show up. Evidently, his world was not a friendly one. Enemies were everywhere. At the meeting, he would get in peoples’ faces over slights real or imagined, the veins in his neck bulging. Once, in his fury, he leaped over a couple of rows of chairs to confront his tormentor. Though the incidents never turned physical, group members were terrified. I definitely was. My mind was more on whether he would explode than on the message of recovery. Some members brought the...
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New York, New York