Never Trusted Women Until My Tuesday Night Sisters Became the Family I Never Had — Kat H.

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Kat, an Atlanta native sober since May 22, 2010, tells a raw story shaped by epilepsy, a verbally abusive father, and a drinking career that escalated the moment she left home for Ole Miss. She describes getting her "PhD — party hard degree," being kicked out of school, dealing pot, and a three-year physically abusive college relationship that started when a boyfriend threw her across the room into a glass table. Back in Atlanta she found her tribe in the alcoholics and druggies, rented an apartment across the street from her favorite bar, and ran a Jaeger-beer-and-cocaine routine that ended in two DUIs inside five and a half months — the first at 0.191, hitting a tree head-on.

The last drinking night, May 21, 2010, is a string of blackouts: a pool, a cocaine run where her dealer told her she looked like shit, hitting a curb while driving, a passed-out friend helping her change a tire in front of a bar. The next morning she said yes to a meeting and landed at Complete Abandon. She met her sponsor there and met Frank, whom her first sponsor introduced simply as "dad" — Kat called him dad for months before she learned his real name.

At roughly four years and nine months sober, she talks about the slow build of a life: first apartment by herself sober, first car in her own name, a job where she might move up to account manager, restarting the Night Owls 11pm Saturday meeting at her sponsor's quiet suggestion, serving as entertainment director at Biscayne. Her best friend Gina died of cancer and Kat held her hand at the end. She got tattoos in her mom's and brother's handwriting — "beautiful and brave," "loved and survivor."

The spiritual arc is explicit: she came in hating God for making her epileptic and for the father who punched holes in the door beside her head. Today she calls her Higher Power God, credits Him with the wrecks and seizures she walked away from, and says plainly she would not be alive without AA. Sobriety, she warns, is not sunshine and puppy dogs — it's showing up, paying rent on $61, and letting the women who love her text until she answers.

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