Before I finally succumbed to the fact that I was indeed a full-blown alcoholic of the desperate variety, I had a pretty poor idea of what AA was.
To me, it seemed like a cult. The few meetings I had been to were in shady parts of town, with shady people, in rooms that smelled like stale smoke and cheap coffee.
All I could think of when I thought of going to AA was a bunch of old men sitting around talking about how they’d lost their wives, kids and jobs. Surely, I don’t have anything in common with these people — do I?
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