November 1988. A bathroom floor, cold and hard, and a body shrunken to 88 pounds. Leslie S. describes herself as an "intellectual variety" alcoholic, a woman who tried to tear apart the root of every word to sound profound while her life was a wreckage of "liquid lunches" and blackout nights in laundry room closets
. Raised by an "alpha-woman" mother who was a dominant, physically abusive force, Leslie spent her youth as a caretaker, ironing plaid skirts and polishing Oxfords out of fear. She drifted through the 80s as a predator in clubs, chasing a feeling of being "taller" and "prettier" through Zombies and Long Island Iced Teas.
After a moment of surrender, she found an "umbilical cord called sponsorship" to feed her spirit. Now 31 years sober, she views her life as a "beautiful love story" with her Higher Power, moving from the "spiritual coma" of ego to a primary purpose of staying awake and helping others.
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