CHANGING SEATS ON THE TITANIC
On January 2, 1986, I put the “plug in the jug” and walked into my first 12-step meeting. I didn’t walk into the room that day and say, "I'm home" or "I found my peeps.'' Unlike many of the newcomers I first met, an "attitude of gratitude" was far from my theme song. As a result, I felt even more alone with my addiction and didn’t feel the program would be an answer for me. I was resistant, angry and ashamed. My pride and ego was devastated. I was overwhelmed by the feelings,
