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Looking at my family photographs and reflecting on the last twelve years brings tears to my eyes. At my first OA meeting, I could barely hold my head up and say my name to pick up my twenty four-hour abstinence chip, which I still have. I was 43 years old, remarried, twice my normal body weight, and the mother of a baby girl whose birth had almost taken both our lives. My doctor told me to go to OA, so I went because I’m good at following orders. I “kept coming back” because at the close of every OA meeting

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