My first meetings? I walked in, sat down, cried for an hour. I could barely squeak out my name when they went around and made introductions. The people there were so kind and supportive, they said they were glad I was there and they hoped I would keep coming back. And I did. I realized that for that one hour, I was safe and at peace. There were people in the rooms who understood my life. They confirmed to me that I wasn't crazy. I realized that I wanted what they had - a better life.
And I kept going. When I moved out of state, it took me awhile to find another meeting/group with whom I felt a connection. But that's the thing about Al Anon and Nar Anon- there are usually a variety of meetings and meeting types to fit nearly everyone.
I will tell anyone who will listen that Al Anon saved my life. I am eternally grateful to those who went before me, and I will do my best to be of service to those who come after me.