Keeping A Lid On It – Grapevine Article September 2021 by Norm H

My sponsor got a chuckle out of my first reaction to the over-stuffed garbage can. I was once again reminded that if I learn to laugh at myself, I can have a lifetime of entertainment. I walked out to the curb to bring our empty trash can back to the house. As I grabbed theContinue reading “Keeping A Lid On It – Grapevine Article September 2021 by Norm H”

The Hidden Assassin – January 1972 by J.W.

Beware the enemy that lurks beneath the surface of our conscious selves AT AA MEETINGS, resentment is a popular topic of discussion. Everyone seems to suffer from it, and everyone agrees that it’s bad. Many of us get to relate little resentful anecdotes to the tune of understanding laughter, and though we often carry ourContinue reading “The Hidden Assassin – January 1972 by J.W.”

Where’s My Reward? – Grapevine Article September 2005 by Christine P.

Sober twelve years, an AA wonders when she’ll get the big pay-off This coming October will mark my twelfth year of sobriety, but even with the passage of time, the inner demons of the alcoholic mind don’t roll over and die that easily. As my AA birthday draws near, a lot of old stuff hasContinue reading “Where’s My Reward? – Grapevine Article September 2005 by Christine P.”

Operation Acceptance: Moving from Rage to Letting Go – Grapevine Article April 2005 by Anonymous

Three months before my ninth sobriety birthday in AA, my uncle beat my grandmother to death. My family covered it up. For approximately a year following her death, I experienced a terrible emotional relapse. Filled with rage at my uncle and at AA, I could barely sit through an entire meeting. My uncle and IContinue reading “Operation Acceptance: Moving from Rage to Letting Go – Grapevine Article April 2005 by Anonymous”

In the Grip Of Rage – Grapevine Article September 2003 by Marc S.

He became his father and lived to know his pain firsthand I was eleven years old the night I was awakened by a woman’s screams and the thud of a body slamming into the other side of my bedroom wall. That sound is distinct and sickening, etched into my auditory memory to this day. AnyoneContinue reading “In the Grip Of Rage – Grapevine Article September 2003 by Marc S.”