Healing Tears

For the first two months of my sobriety I went to AA meetings wearing a baseball cap, and I kept my head hanging down so no one could see my face. I don’t know what exactly I was so ashamed of, but I couldn’t look anyone in the eye the way I can today. My sponsor noticed that and she asked me to start sitting up at the table. She explained to me that the ones who sit at the table, and not in the farthest back rows, are the ones who usually stay sober. To this day, I only sit in the back row when there’s no other place to sit.