When I first came into Al‑Anon, I did not have much emotion at all. Life felt flat, and I felt empty—even in the most difficult situations.
I went to a ton of meetings and heard many stories that reflected my own story. About five months into the program, I remember standing in a museum and seeing a family having a good time together. I remember breaking down and crying for what seemed like the first time in forever.
Last fall, I decided to visit my family for Thanksgiving. My decision thrilled my mother since I had declined the invitation numerous times in years past. This time, it felt like the right thing to do. I was ready.