Saddest Christmas Ever
December 2020 | Remote Communities + Sober Holidays

Saddest Christmas Ever

No job, no wife, no driver’s license or money. Here he was 30 days sober, in the cold, and now the AA meeting door was locked

I was just over the 30-day mark in my journey into sobriety. I’d been going to two meetings a day, sometimes three. I wanted to not drink, but I also wanted what I saw in that first meeting: People were happy and openly laughed with each other. They admitted that they were alcoholics and were not at all sad about it. It was no big deal, or so it seemed, to them.

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