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June 2011: Home Sweet Sewer

Could his bottom have gotten any lower?

"In late January 2006, I moved into a sewer hole. Yes, I had finally arrived!"

After years of relapses and homelessness, my bottom came up and slammed me. This, I hope, was to be my last physical bottom due to my alcoholism.

I came to my home group in November of 2005 for the coffee and doughnuts, the only food I was getting at the time. Unfortunately, I just was not ready yet for recovery. Either I was going down or a bottom was coming up. Turned out, I was going down. In late January 2006, I moved into a sewer hole. Yes, I had finally arrived!

Two weeks later, I got a staph infection that put me in the hospital for almost a month, until the desire to... Login to read more
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