Sometimes Quickly, Sometimes Slowly
In June 1978, I attended my first AA meeting. I had been to many an open meeting with my parents. They had both sobered up in the early 70s. I felt like maybe, if I were an alcoholic too, I might be able to find some comfort in AA as well. I didn't really believe I was an alcoholic, considering I only drank once in a while, as I was only 15 at this time. To my relief, the folks in AA accepted me as one of their own. And so, off I went to become the premier speaker in all of AA history. Well, that's what my ego wanted for me. Instead, I was just another liar trying to find acceptance.