“That’s when I got that sobriety is more than just the absence of alcohol. It’s a way of being. It’s living life in its fullness.” Do I have to become an alcoholic, lose everything, puke my guts out, and then get religion before I can experience the fullness of life, whatever the hell that means? I’m resentful. No, I’m anxious, fearful that it will never happen for me. That’s what Elaine would have seen in my eyes. Or saw. Perhaps I was the newcomer she was talking about.
