I need answers!
A newcomer reads the Big Book in rehab, but a sponsor helps her understand it
Receiving the Big Book at a twelve-step treatment center was supposed to be a moment to remember. It was June 2008, and all the girls who were 'graduating' posted their Big Books in the community room to be commemorated. My book just had my name in pencil because at the time I thought I would never forget the girls or the experience we went through, and that was enough for me. Being a reader, marring a book in pen strokes was just not done because I like to give my books away to others and I want their experience of the book to be free and clear of my musings.