Thinking about that first drink of beer. The sound of air escaping the bottle. The smooth kiss of its glass lip. The warmth of its amber tongue sinking into every cell of my body. It isn't far from this thought to the nearest convenience store. Two years of sobriety are flashed down the toilet in fifteen minutes. I drink a six-pack and go to sleep.
1-6-97 4 a.m.
Wake up in the sweat of my own fear. I go to an AA meeting without telling anyone about my relapse. I resolve to try what has never worked in the past: quitting drinking on my... Login to read more
Not a subscriber? Click here to subscribe.
Get a dose of Higher Power here
December 2013: Where the ducks swim
They've experienced it all ... sober
December 2013: You won’t find rainbows in the bottom of a glass
New to AA? Find sober support
December 2013: Blowing in the wind
Giving it away to keep it
December 2013: Flight from Omaha
- Personal Stories
AA's tales of recovery
December 2013: Christmas in a bar
- Twelve Steps
AA's blueprint for sobriety
December 2013: Late night at the drive-thru