<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: &#8220;he will know loneliness such as few do&#8221;</title>
	<atom:link href="http://sobergreetings.com/blog/he-will-know-loneliness-such-as-few-do/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://sobergreetings.com/blog/he-will-know-loneliness-such-as-few-do</link>
	<description>Musings about Alcoholics Anonymous, recovery, sobriety, and life.</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:52:55 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.2</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: The Rock</title>
		<link>http://sobergreetings.com/blog/he-will-know-loneliness-such-as-few-do/comment-page-1#comment-49</link>
		<dc:creator>The Rock</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 01:29:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://sobergreetings.com/blog/?p=17#comment-49</guid>
		<description>[...] Sadly during that time of my life, being at the place drinking was some of the happiest times for me. I felt misunderstood (and a lot of other uncomfortable emotions) and drinking took that away. Besides most of my buddies were nascent alkies too. We were brethren and understood each other. It was a peaceful break from being around parents, other adults, other kids. Today I can see this was the beginning of my flight in to isolation and loneliness. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Sadly during that time of my life, being at the place drinking was some of the happiest times for me. I felt misunderstood (and a lot of other uncomfortable emotions) and drinking took that away. Besides most of my buddies were nascent alkies too. We were brethren and understood each other. It was a peaceful break from being around parents, other adults, other kids. Today I can see this was the beginning of my flight in to isolation and loneliness. [...]</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

