From the Magazine

Topic: Emotional Sobriety
The unity in Tradition One is reflected in the environment
I was given the gift of sobriety a little over two years ago. I’m finding the love I once had for nature slowly returning. My passion for hiking, paddling, natural history, and keeping a nature...
He had a "hell of a time" integrating his sexuality and his spiritual beliefs.
I really thought I was unique and different when I came into AA. I was just about to come out as a gay man when I got sober in 1982. Getting sober was the easy part of being a recovering alcoholic in...
A crush on her sponsor cracks the protective shell around her sexuality
Growing up, I felt terminally unique. I made great attempts to be better than most at everything I did—school, work, relationships, etc. There always seemed to be a gap in my ability to conform to...
Recently, I celebrated 25 years in the program. This is a big deal to me because, before sobriety, I never was a success at anything. I think that I was graduated from college because I have a...
A vacation romance with a chronic relapser takes him out of his comfort zone
Every year since I’ve been two years sober I have managed to travel and spend my two-week holiday and AA anniversary (which happen to occur simultaneously) in a foreign country. This has taken me to...
Has a notion of a “problem-free” sobriety warped our expectations?
I’ve heard the rumblings that AA has stopped growing, has reached a plateau. Looking around in meetings, from a strictly numerical standpoint, I’m not convinced, as I still see new faces popping up...
A member finds a way to hold on to the pink cloud
I have been told that alcoholics are the only people who can take a simple program and break it down into its most complicated form. I have no trouble believing that this is so, I watched myself do...
It can feel like the dirtiest four-letter word in the English language
The night I hit bottom I had just returned home after a month’s stay with my parents in another state, where I had gone with the intention of ending my marriage but was cajoled back by sweet,...
Eight years ago, I was hovering between life and death. I had entered the rooms of AA in San Francisco 60 days prior. After only one month, I’d been unable to resist my insatiable desire for alcohol...
The burdens of obligation transform to gifts of sobriety
Before and during my drinking days, people were always talking to me about responsibility. I “had a responsibility” to be an excellent student, obedient son and religious child. I was also somehow...

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