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Topic: Emotional Sobriety
From a childhood of fear to years of heavy drinking, she finally found AA in Paris
I was born into a French family, in Algeria, in a civil war. There was chaos, permanent anxiety, bombs, murder, corpses on the pavement for mothers to pretend they weren’t there, as they walked by...
Her sponsor had some suggestions for how to deal with challenging times in sobriety
This road on Emotional Sobriety has been a tough, but enduring road—as long as I persevere and continue on the path, not my path. I had my first learning experience after the desire to drink left me...
Getting sober gave him the chance to mature emotionally
Wouldn’t it be great if emotional sobriety came with physical sobriety? Sort of package deal, a twofer—If you have one you get the other, no extra work, no sweat. Then I would be free from alcohol...
One man’s story of how important emotional balance becomes as the desire to drink fades.
When I entered rehab 24 years ago I told them that I only had two emotions. I was mad or I was okay. That wasn’t really true. I had all the emotions. I just didn’t know how to recognize them or deal...
A couple discover how to enjoy quality time together after their obligations to others.
In the Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, we are told our common AA experiences can be an advantage in relationship building, but also gently admonished that “it is only when boy meets girl on AA...
Prison AA offers him another chance to be "a real man."
I’m 36 years old, and I reside at a prison in Savannah, Ga.  I started drinking when I was 10 years old. By the time I was 15 nothing I did would be fun unless drinking was involved. I’ve been...
My place of employment for the last 25 years offers me the best opportunity to apply the principles of Alcoholics Anonymous. I have spent more time here than anywhere else, over half my life, mostly...
For the past 20 years, I’ve been lost, hiding from someone I don’t even know—myself.  Most of my thoughts, actions, and feelings weren’t in my control. Five months ago, I finally came to the...
Imprisoned for a violent crime, a tirade on a handball court changes his life
It was a crime of violence; a terrible act against a woman. An act I could not remember. I was in prison for it. It was the act of a drunk in a blackout. Like so many times before, I woke up...
Surrendering to the moment brings personal victory
When I first came through these doors, I was defeated; totally ready to do what was necessary to stay sober. I didn’t know that I was a child mentally, emotionally and spiritually. I just knew that I...

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