More at Peace
June 2020 | The Annual Prison Issue

More at Peace

The next week I felt a little better, a little more OK with the chaos, a little more under the care and guidance of a Higher Power.

I was raised by parents who got sober when I was young. By age 13, I had experimented with liquor and gotten into trouble at school, which led my father to take me along with him to AA meetings. He didn’t trust me at home. I kept coming to the meetings because of a beautiful girl my age who also attended. I didn’t work the Steps; neither did I recognize the depth of my disease nor understand just how low it would take me.

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