How many of us have ever come into Alcoholics anonymous with any semblance of those traits? The very nature of our brain disorder tells us that we will be okay if we just get that next drink or hit without suffering a major consequence. Convincing myself that those little white lies about how much I drank, why I fell down … Read More
Poetry Behind Bars – Sam M. K._June 2019
FOR more than thirty years I’ve stayed and played Behind the walls of denial For three decades enslaved Now that’s quite a while It was denial self will and Indulgence in false pride I couldn’t face reality So I’d use the dope to hide I couldn’t/wouldn’t admit That I was sick….. So I’d smoke me a dub Hard fast and … Read More
My Home Group: Women’s Circle of Hope_June 2019
The Women’s Circle of Hope held their first meeting in 2008. We met at the Mountain Road Church located at 796 S Mountain Road in Fruit Heights, Utah. The meeting still meets at this location every Saturday from 10:00am-11:00am. At the first meeting, 10-12 women attended. The founding member of the group is Susan M. E. and she was an … Read More
AA Behind Bars – S.T.6_June 2019
Dear readers, Since my last letter I am proud to say, I’m still in recovery thanks to creator and the will power he has gifted me with. I am Native American and attend Wellbriety, a 12-step program for natives. The program teaches steps in a traditional way, it keeps me in touch with a passion I have to seek who … Read More
It Never Gets Better Pt.2 – Ryan N_ June 2019
…(continued from May 2019) Things were going well at first. I knew I would drink again if I stayed. In my alcoholic mind I told myself I could drink again so it was only a matter of time. As you know life goes on and things happen and our paths change, sometimes for the better and sometimes it’s not clear. … Read More
It Never Gets Better Pt.1 – Ryan N_ May 2019
MY true freedom began in the rooms of A.A. at the Utah State Prison. My addiction began at the age of 11 years old. I believe it was 1981. I used to take drinks out of my father’s beer and or mixed drinks. It’s amazing how well I can remember those times. I remember taking the first swallow. I couldn’t … Read More
Hereditary Repercussions – Paul_May 2019
I am an alcoholic, and adult child of chronic alcoholic parents. Alcoholism was a normality and commonplace in the community I was born into. Not only were my parent’s alcoholics, but also were my grandparents, close aunts and uncles, family friends, next door neighbors, and many of the everyday people that lived around my locality. My youngest sister was born … Read More