April 2011: Just one more meetıng
From the April 2011 Grapevine Magazine
Nine years later, it’s still the only commitment she’s had to make
"They welcomed me, even though they had no idea who I was."
In the beginning, I was skeptical. I mean, I knew I drank too much and, okay, I could admit I blacked out “a few times.” I just wasn’t really sure if this “AA thing” was for me.
In November of 2001, I enjoyed a full day of consuming my favorite beverage, which at that point was everything in the house with alcohol in it. I remember feeling so empty and I just couldn’t fill that emptiness with alcohol anymore.
That night, out of sheer desperation, I quietly crawled into bed with my husband and woke him up, crying, begging him to help me kill myself. I just...
-- Charity S.
Simpsonville, South Carolina