From the February 1989 magazine.

You Listened to Me

The other night I was sitting in a meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous and was suddenly overwhelmed by the fact that I was asked to share my experience, strength, and hope.

You see, before I came to Alcoholics Anonymous, nobody wanted to listen to me. Nobody wanted to hear my world solutions, my wondrous philosophies of life, my self-pity, my resentment, or my pain.

By the time I got to the program, I had virtually destroyed every relationship and every friendship in my life. There was only isolation and desperation.

Today, I understand why people didn't want to be around...

-- A. C.

Victoria, British Columbia