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Tonight was my home group for AA. It was a good meeting. Topic was the first few paragraphs of chapter two, There is a Solution. I was actually called on. You see at this meeting the chairperson calls on people to share. You don’t just blurt out if you want to share. It’s a more civilized way of doing things in my opinion. How did I come up with civilized and AA in the same breathe but I think you catch my drift.

Well sleep is eluding me and I thought I would take a moment to write a few sentences. My dedication to writing in this blog is in my forethought. I feel alone right now. I feel as though I have not a real purpose in my life. I don’t share my life with anyone. I keep to myself a lot of the time. The funny thing about that thought is that is what I prefer. Or is it? This is a question that I cannot for the life of me answer honestly.

Today work was work. My place of employment is a whiskey distillery of all places. I know that the irony of a alcoholic in recovery working at a place where they make the shit cannot be lost. It is what it is. I am a cook/chef and I don’t deal with any booze in my day to day. That would not matter anyway. My experience so far is that if I am spiritually fit I can do and go anywhere that I have business with. The AA literature is very clear on that.

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Two weeks before Easter 2024, I hit rock bottom in a vodka and amphetamine-fueled bender. I was a meat puppet, draining joy from everyone around me, my spirit nearly snuffed out. The fear of living that way—more than dying—woke me up. That moment changed everything.