A Friend of Bill W.'s

I guess I always believed that you can't have much fun without alcohol. This idea was so entrenched in my mind that when I attended my first AA meeting in Pinetown, South Africa (after two years of trying to hide from booze in the Middle East), I thought all those laughing people must be a bit crazy. I had resigned myself to being bloody miserable (though abstinent). We must just get on with life, I thought, and be glad that we are still alive.

Fear kept me sober for the first month or so--the fear of having to go through another recovery without any form of medication during the... Login to read more
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