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It is all a fucking joke.

Dream and Dream and Dream Again.

And laugh as much as you can.

And remember Earth for what it is,

And Remember what it Can Never Be,

Remember Now, what it used to be,

Sweet, and small, and Sincere,

a place where we all used to live,

Trust this guy???^

It is all a fucking joke. Dream and Dream and Dream Again. And laugh as much as you can. And remember Earth for what it is, And Remember what it Can Never Be, Remember Now, what it used to be, Sweet, and small, and Sincere, a place where we all used to live, Trust this guy???^^^

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[–] 1 pt

Ha! The cult. You get it.

I have a very close, lifelong friend, from before AA, that is now like two years sober. He's been to some “outdoor” meetings in his area. It’s getting cold there though.

Are they doing them online at all? And if so, does it remain truly anonymous?

I do feel for you. I didn’t mean to be a dick. I just have major major resentment toward that stuff. It’s a very long drawn out story. I could type for endless hours about it all.

I will give you this positive though, and it’s real. I really did learn good communication skills through it all. From a kid who sat in the back of the class, I can speak publicly from having shared in meetings. I belonged to a large group that had like 28 meetings a week, four a day. I secretaries a few, chaired many, and was even treasurer for the entire group for a short time. I was 18 then. Ask me anything. PM ok.

[–] 2 pts

To be honest, I drink too much.

Ironically, the best thing for my drinking was when I was bartending.

It gave me the social outlet I needed, while being around other people who drank.

After than, AA wasn't so bad. I like talking to people. They always have interesting stories to tell.

But now...

I am alone. I cannot tell anyone a story, I cannot ask anyone about their life...

And I drink too much.