July 2019 | The Prison Issue

What kind of cult is this?

No way was he as bad as those people in the meetings. Surely this AA was not for him

I came to AA as the result of a mistake.  I was clearly crazy. One day I was sitting quietly on my porch, almost asleep. Then I looked up to find myself standing in the middle of a three-lane street with cars speeding from a freeway off-ramp toward me. I had no idea how I had gotten there.

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