I‘m 45 years sober but can pass as a newcomer.

I was so shy that when my mother punished me, she made me go outside and play with others.

I had contempt during investigation.

At my home group in Texas, a couple of members would get into a fight over who had the most serenity.

One day I make it all the way to 9 pm without a drink, so I think, I should celebrate with a drink.

In treatment, people I thought of as giants of recovery had like 14 days.

I suck at being God.