Hi, I'm Nancy and I'm an alcoholic.

When I first started coming in to this room I knew I had a problem, but I wasn't ready to surrender yet .no way! But I kept coming back because I met such cool, happy people here. There was just something I wanted. Well, then I was going to maintain my drinking, because I had already gone 78 days at one time, so I knew I could stop . right? Besides, I didn't like some things about AA. I always had an excuse. A good friend here told me more than once I was just looking for loopholes in the program. I wasn't ready yet, I guess. So I kept going back out and it kept getting worse, never better. I was getting sicker and sicker; my body and mind were just falling apart. I was really stuck at the bottom of a dark pit, but I kept coming back here. I kept reading the Big Book and talking on the phone to people. I came to the point where I just said God, help me get out of this mess or let me die. I was working at a bar and all my friends were drunks, but I was telling people I wanted to get sober. Yeah, right! I told God I needed help and I couldn't do it alone, I had no courage, and I was a weak piece of nothing. At this time, I had been coming to this room for at least a couple of years, and I knew there was a different life out there for me. I could see you all doing it. So I gave in, I surrendered; I threw in the towel. I quit that job, moved away from all those so-called friends, back to a beautiful area where I grew up. That was last March, and as of March 12 this year, it will be a year since I picked up a drink. I haven't regretted it for a second. Thank God, I'd had enough and asked for help.

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