I have been sober two plus years. Been a long time member of AA, despite only being mid twenties. Life is good, I graduated from good Uni, have a lovely dh and a beautiful baby and one en route. I have lots of wonderful friends and family and finally things are good for me.
Unfortunately, AA here is diabolical and I rarely attend it now. Recently my family have been pushing for me to go with my younger brother as he has the problem also (prevalent in my family- on both sides)
My brother and I have made some half hearted attempts to go, but only managed once. He often cancels , but I have to. Now I feel awful, like I should have pushed it more and actually gone (despite the meetings being poor here) - as he ha recently relapsed. He is ok, but it is only a matter a time before bedlam commences. I am going to ring him and ask him to go to one with me tomorrow - doubt he will now, it's too little too late methinks. I feel angry at myself , but also resentful that I am made to feel responsible for his sobriety- he is, after all, a grown man- and only he can get himself sober.