A little time off leads to a long trip back
The first time i came to Alcoholics Anonymous on my own initiative was in September 1987. At once, I fell in love with AA, went to plenty of meetings, and picked up a red ninety-day chip in Tampa, Florida.
But I still felt unhappiness gnawing at me--there were some things I was doing and some things I was not doing.
As that Christmas approached, I decided I'd take a little vacation from sobriety and do some beer-drinking with the guy who'd been my only real drinking buddy during the last few years of my drinking. I was apprehensive about making the decision to drink, because...
-- Fred C.