The Joy of Being Comfortable

I USED TO ASK the familiar question "Why me?"--but no longer. Much to my surprise, I experienced around the tables of AA an understanding of my own thoughts and feelings. I found people could finish my sentences, though they didn't even know me. It was because they, too, had been there. They had felt different, not quite fitting in, being lonely in a crowd, and having to try harder and search longer for happiness.