My Journey in General Service
I remember when I had about a year and a half sober, I was sitting in my home group business meeting and everyone was talking about electing an alternate general service representative (G.S.R.). I had no idea what a G.S.R. was or what their responsibilities were, but I wanted to belong. So I raised my hand to be elected. Someone yelled: “She can’t do it. She doesn’t have two years!” Then the group secretary said we could waive the two-year suggested guideline. There was a resounding yes from the group and I was voted in. At the time I thought, “Wow! They really want me!” I didn’t realize nobody else wanted to do it. About two weeks later, the G.S.R. for the group resigned and I was the new G.S.R.