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The clip therapy group from Traffic (2000)
So, it was my birthday...
and my ex-wife was getting remarried...
and I was in some church basement telling a bunch of strangers...
it was a good day because...
I didn't have to eat out of a Dumpster.
That was enough to send me out on a pretty big one.
I've been thinking a lot about the first step-
that I came to believe I was powerless over alcohol...
and that my life had become unmanageable.
My disease tells me that I don't have a disease,
that it's my birthday and I can have one little beer,
one little line, a little Valium.
Six months later, I wake up in a sober-living house in Philly.
I'm from Dallas, people.
It's a disease, an allergy of the body,
an obsession of the mind.
So, my name is Marty,
and today I'm a grateful, recovering alcoholic.
And it's a good day because I didn't have to eat out of a Dumpster.
Thanks.
Hi.
I'm Caroline. I'm not sure I'm an alcoholic.
I mean... I don't really like to drink.
For someone my age, it's a lot easier to get drugs than it is to get alcohol.
I guess I'm angry.
I mean, I think I'm really angry about a lot of stuff.
I'm just... not sure what.