Sublime

had to be confidential, if he wished.

unity

My drinking escalated even more, as did the guilt, remorse, and fear.

We never thought of making honesty, tolerance, and true love of man and God the daily basis of living.

wanted you to feel as terrible as I did.

It becomes plain that the group must survive or the individual will not.

But that in itself would never have held us together as we are now joined.

In every case, pain had been the price of admission into a new life.