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February 2011: Of spandex and spirituality

He finally accepted his alcoholism, his sexuality and his life

"I rode by the bar in which I saw the guy I immediately hated because he was in spandex."

In May 1996, when I first came to Alcoholics Anonymous, I heard people say that they were alcoholics waiting to happen. That was me, too. I had never felt comfortable in my own skin. I thought it was because I was the baby of my family and never got the respect I thought I deserved, or perhaps it was because I was attracted to the “wrong” sex, or because of all the issues I had with my parents. But those are things that I could’ve taken care of with counseling. What I couldn’t get outside help with was that fact that I was born and will die an alcoholic.

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