Before Leaving AA

On September 10, 1985, I came into Alcoholics Anonymous as a 25-year-old woman. I had had three failed suicide attempts and was crashing at my parents home. I had no money and no job. I truly was without any hope. The last three years of my drinking were hell. My last drinking escapade landed me on the floor of a psychiatric unit for eight days. The doctor told me if I did not quit drinking, I would not get better. I knew he was right. Sitting in that hospital, I knew I could not do it on my own. I had already been trying for several years.