Untangled

I crawled my way into my first meeting of AA. I was off the street and defeated utterly. I was 24 years old. I looked terrible and smelled even worse. I was jittery, lost and had an attitude of defiance that hid a wall of shame that was 10 feet thick and 100 feet tall. I was dressed highly inappropriately as well. Years later, friends who saw me that first day said I was wearing the tube top of justice and the hot pants of freedom.