Talking Myself into Joining

Hands shaking, heart racing, stomach churning—it was all I could do to hit the “Join” button on my first online Al‑Anon meeting. It was almost more anxiety than I could take. I actually hung up three times before I stayed in the call and listened. I told myself, “You can just sit here and listen …

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Reclaiming My Hope for the Future

Growing up with an alcoholic father, all the dysfunction seemed so normal. Only recently did I realize everything I experienced growing up was anything but that. The fighting, hiding, escaping, trying hard to fade in the background, and feeling scared to come out weren’t things that happened to everyone, even though I thought they were. …

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The Healing I Didn’t Expect

I didn’t grow up in an alcoholic family. I grew up in an alcoholic world. Every grown‑up I knew drank too much—it was the norm. Of all the immediate family, my mother, a mean drunk, was the only one to admit to her sickness. As a result, she spent almost a year in an institution …

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