This may be a common AA saying and if so I apologize for saying something everyone already knows. A fellow at a meeting the other night told me it stands for "Son of a bitch everything's real." I've been sober for 18 days now and I have discovered that alcohol and xanax were probably my only real coping mechanisms. I feel crippled by the stress of every day life and have been very depressed. I'm going to stay home from work again today and try to arrange to have some other people assume part of my workload - at least one piece that's really been nagging at me as the deadline is approaching. I know once I start working the steps things will improve. My sponsor was sick on Sunday so I didn't get to see her and get my next assignment. I need to call her today and see how she's feeling.
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