I celebrated yesterday down south in Israel with a dear friend of mine in Sexaholics Anonymous, on the occasion of his third SA Birthday. This man had the SA shine on his face when he first Twelve-Stepped me, after I was only 17 days sober and 17 days in the program. He was my angel. He saved me from my denial. He escorted me to my first two SA meetings, and we spoke daily in the first few months of my sobriety. This man is one of the sickest sexaholics I know, and I love him with all my heart. 

Thank you SA for my life, for my new-found family, and for bringing me back to my Higher Power: God.