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I thought I was living the dream— smack-dab in the middle of OA Paradise! I was abstinent, I’d lost weight, I attended meetings, and I was working my program. All was good. I remember hearing about the “honeymoon” abstinence, that one day I would take a step backward before I would be able to move forward again. I felt it simply could not happen to me. I worked in retail and was always on my feet. Meeting quotas was stressful, and there was pressure to perform. I had difficultly manipulating someone into buying something they did not want. I found

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