Last night after like an hour contemplating weather or not I should open a bottle of wine, passing back and forth and breaking down on my kitchen floor with frustration, I called a friend of my husband and he's taking me to my first meeting. He was the only one I knew who was in AA and he was happy to take me. I'm actually excited, I'm not at all a shy person so talking about things is not a problem. It's the going in alone that I didn't want to do.