Falling Off The Sled
An Eskimo finds an answer to a lifetime of fear, alcoholism, and abuse
My first sponsor asked me about what I felt when I walked into AA. The first time, I was at a meeting in Alaska that packed in more than fifty people. I was surrounded by a room full of vibrant, happy, sober people. All this Eskimo woman felt was loneliness and fear.
As a practicing alcoholic, I put myself in unhealthy situations. I married young to an alcoholic; by the time he was twenty-three, he already had two DUIs. He mistreated me, fooled around, and beat me. I spent five days in the hospital after one of his blackout rages. After seventeen years, I left him.