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Hang On Peace Exists

It was one of my first AA meetings I was actually still in treatment and feeling completely restless, irritable, and discontent. Though I had no idea what that was. I just couldn’t hold still and felt as if the world was not just staring at me, but judging me, and I was failing miserably. There was a woman sitting next to me that couldn’t help but notice my constant movement. She leaned over and asked me this simple question. “Do you know what hope means?” I couldn’t respond; just stared. Then she proceeded to tell me with a wink and a smile, “Hang on Peace Exists!”