I Give Back With Fervor
I was gently placed in AA by the God of my understanding a little more than three years ago. I had reached the point of desperation from pancreatitis by carrying a bottle of vodka in my purse out of necessity. Yet amazingly, I was completely unaware that I was an alcoholic. The friends I had left used me for their primary purpose, while the ones who truly loved me had to step away so they wouldn't have to watch me kill myself.