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“Bill, my husband came home addicted from service in Afghanistan. He says he is suffering…
“What would I have to do for you to stop being my friend?” I asked…
It’s a misty early Sunday morning, not even 8 am, and I’m speeding down the…
I’ve gotten a significant amount of side eye from acquaintances who hear I quit drinking…
On a cool February night, about a month after my twenty-third birthday, I drove my…
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The NA meeting was in an under-funded youth club. They’re all under-funded these days—especially here,…
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