The “God” Word

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An Atheist’s Experience in AA My name is Paul, and I am an alcoholic. I am an atheist. I believe there probably is no God. I cannot prove there is no God, because it is impossible to prove a negative statement like that. I have been an atheist since long … Continue reading

Choosing an AA Home Group

Meeting

By Martine R. If I have indeed “come to believe” anything in my 14 years of sobriety, it is that attendance at AA meetings keeps me sober. Nothing else. For several excruciating years after I had decided that I was drinking too much and must stop, I never managed to … Continue reading

Embracing Our Pain Together

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Chapter 28: Do Tell! Stories by Atheists and Agnostics in AA By Alyssa S. I’m sitting here reflecting upon the day of St. Valentine. It is bitterly cold outside. It’s time in my recovery for “me time” – a time for introspection, perhaps for self-love. I have longed for this … Continue reading

An Activist in Sobriety

Activism

Chapter 25: Do Tell! Stories by Atheists and Agnostics in AA John L. Some alcoholics are born that way – periodic drunks, who can stay away from a drink for a long time, but for whom a first drink always means disaster. Others, daily drinkers, acquire alcoholism; they drink too … Continue reading

The Power is in the Process

Meeting

Chapter 23: Do Tell! Stories by Atheists and Agnostics in AA John C. I started drinking at 30 years old. This was because my father was an alcoholic. He was not a bar drinker, but he came home every night and terrorized the family. At 14 years old I made … Continue reading

Technology and Recovery

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By D.G. I was born and raised on a farm in rural Virginia, and many times have heard my parents and older members of my family and community recount tales of their daily lives and practices that would be entirely foreign to almost all of us today. My grandmother’s first … Continue reading

My Journey in AA

Journey

Chapter 19: Do Tell! Stories by Atheists and Agnostics in AA Neil F. On the 12th of April 1986, I drove from Toronto to Montreal and spent the evening drinking with friends. The next day, I visited my son from my previous marriage and drove back to Toronto. During the … Continue reading