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My story is like most of the people I see in these rooms. The only difference from us and the normal A.A. rooms is that we are currently incarcerated. I started…

One of the ways I grow in recovery is by attending conferences, which I did this February when I participated in the International Women’s Conference in Phoenix, Arizona. It was very…

My journey to the Pacific Region Alcoholics Anonymous Service Assembly (PRAASA) commenced with irritation and foul language under my breath as the rental car dealership explained their inventory did not include…

They say connection is the opposite of addiction. Serving others has given me a sense of community and comradery nothing else has. As alcoholics, even those not physically incarcerated find themselves…

When I first came into the AA Fellowship I did not know what to expect. I just knew that I had to do something. I was 54 years old and had…

As I write this I am 41. Yes I’m in prison, but that does not matter. My friend is on the 90 meetings in 90 days kick and that’s good for…

Hello! My name is Riley and I’m an addict. 🙂 I’ve said this countless times in my life. I have attended more meetings than I will ever know. I’ve been a…

Tick tock, tick tock like a clock but stuck in the same spot, while LIFE is the hand that continues to pass you by. Stuck where minutes turn to hours, hours…

One of my mentors in the program gave me a beautiful gift one day in the form of a question. Since then it has evolved into one of my favorite metaphors,…

My name is Marnie and I am an alcoholic. My sobriety date is 1/21/2014 – which is definitely nothing to brag about since I came into the rooms of AA in…

I met Jim Timmons at the 3:00pm misfit toys meeting at the Alano club in 2013. I honestly don’t think I would be sober or alive for that matter without this…

I was raised in an LDS family. By the time I hit 15 I’d discarded Mormanism as a whole. That is about the time I started drinking as well. When I…

My name is Sandy and I am a grateful alcoholic. When I first walked through the doors of AA I could not for the life of me understand why people said…

In my early experience in AA I heard the expression, “My favorite drink was MORE.” I knew in that moment my problem was not alcohol, it was life. Whatever made me…

I am blessed to have gotten to know Sean when I started taking meetings out to the Utah State Prison in December 2016. Sean was released from Prison on Halloween, he…

One morning, upon awakening On a city bus bench…………. Angry, disoriented, disgusted and drenched Too distraught to travel, another single inch I didn’t know where I was going Wasn’t quite sure…

I like to travel, and often go by myself. I can stay as long as I want, and do what I want. I realized fairly early that I shouldn’t stay alone…

Lived Experience: An Interview Talk to me about your first high, or your first alcoholic high. What were you trying to cover up? I didn’t get my first taste of inebriation…

When I was asked to write an article for the lifeline, it became apparent to me how fitting it would be to render a few of my thoughts about the many…

I started my addiction at the age of ten years old. Drinking was a common thing in my house hold, and from age ten my usage increased and by junior high…

What if all of life weren’t such a fragile thing- And all of time spent kept locked on loop eternally, But all the while still perceived equally as fleeting As the…

My name is Sean. I am writing from the Utah State Prison and am in the Conquest Drug Program and am getting ready to graduate the program in a couple of…

Chocolate or vanilla? Coffee. Decaf coffee over ice that isn’t wet. Chicken or beef? Bacon, bacon. More bacon. With bacon sauce. Talk to me about your first high or your first…

I started drinking when I was fourteen. Like with many A.A.s it started out as taboo recreation, however, early on I was an excessive drinker. I didn’t stop at just enough…

In August I was able to spend some time in Eastern Europe. I had a chance to attend several English speaking A. A. meetings while there. One was in Zagreb, Croatia.…

“Going back out.” Only three words, but in many respects the scariest three words we can hear in AA.  Many of us who have been out dread the thought of going…