Every recovering alcoholic I’ve spoken to since I quit drinking almost two years ago has told…
I remember sitting on the Green Line heading west from downtown. I’d melt as soon…
I’m not dating an addict. I’m dating a guy named Jay. When the addict in…
Speaking at a 12-step meeting a few weeks ago I mentioned that old AA standby—that…
My family did not come to family week at rehab. They were done with me…
Most 12 step stories go from horror to joy, problem to solution. Mine is a…
Mary’s first year of sobriety was marred with anxiety, sleeplessness, and what she describes as…
The car pulls up into its spot. The engine slows, then stops. I hear the…
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