My First AA Meeting

I haven't had a drink since August 14th. Next Monday I will get my one month chip at AA.

I went to my first AA meeting on Monday, August 15. I wrote about the two days that preceded this in my last post.

I almost didn't go in to the meeting. I went alone, and sat in my car for a while. The only people who went in looked like Skid Row derelicts and motorcycle gang members.

If it was going to be all old men and skid row people then I wasn't going to go in. Except I knew I had to.

I waited until I saw a woman go in. Then I dragged myself out of the car and approached the door. The meeting was in an old hole-in-the-wall type building, in a small room with old chairs placed around its perimeter.

There were a lot of people in the room. Apparently I had chosen to go on the night one of the regulars was going to tell his story of being sober for 4 years I didn't know anyone and no one knew me. They welcomed me. A few spoke to me.

But my heart was pounding so hard I could barely speak. The meeting lasted an hour and when that hour was over, I really could have used a drink.

But I didn't have one. And I went back the next week. I've been to 3 meetings so far. I've learned a lot already. One of the funniest and also the most frustrating thing I've learned is that "the dream of every alcoholic is to control their drinking".

In other words, alcoholics dream of drinking and controlling it. But for an alcoholic, that just doesn't work. The first step is admitting that you are powerless over alcohol.

I'm still at Step One.