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April 2011: An Unmade Bed

Sometimes a slip starts in the subtlest ways

"My sponsor had me replace bad habits with good habits, like making my bed every morning. Grow-up time."

I was a “late blossoming” alcoholic. After many years of drinking, I finally plunged into the pit of despair that only alcohol can bring, and then slopped around in the muck until I had had enough to surrender. My journey into alcoholism was absolutely seductive. It romanced me, convinced me that I was in control and could do all things. I was president of the universe.

I had tried AA for a few months a year before as alcohol gave me permission to walk away from a successful career. With three months under my belt, I thought I “understood the theory” and drank my way to... Login to read more
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