When it is his turn, Nic says, “I’m Nic, and I’m an addict and alcoholic.” I have heard him say it before at other sessions, here and in San Francisco and at a couple AA meetings I attended with him, and yet still it jars me. My son the addict and alcoholic. It fills me with a certain pride to hear him admit something that must be extremely difficult to admit. But does he really believe it? I don’t. Not really.
