I Walked Out of Al-Anon and Never Went Back

I was failing before the first line was over. I had zero interest in serenity—I wanted solutions. By the time I walked into that church basement, I was desperate. My partner couldn’t quit drinking or wouldn’t quit drinking. I’m still not sure but maybe the important part is that he had no interest in quitting drinking. It took me far too many years to accept this. Our lives were unraveling. I was unraveling. For the first time in my adult life — and I recognize how obnoxious this sounds — I found myself in a situation I couldn’t figure out on my own. I assumed these <a href="https://al-anon.org/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">Al-Anon</a> people could help me solve it. <a href="https://humanparts.medium.com/i-walked-out-of-al-anon-and-never-went-back-c8907496a8b9">Website</a>