Why is this comforting?
I don't know why but there is some comfort in knowing I share a history of alcoholism with someone I thought I had nothing in common with. It always makes me feel like a worthless, terrible excuse for a person, who nobody would love, who would always fail... I just found out a girl I went to high school with is also in recovery.. she was our valedictorian, homecoming queen, class president for four years and voted most likely to succeed. I was probably one of the least popular people in my school! It's weird isn't it?