The first AA meeting I went to or I should say, dragged, kicking and screaming and high as a kite, to; I made a big AA NO NO. When the group of mostly farmers from the hills of Weaverville NC got around to me and my introduction, I slipped up. I stated, 'my name is Ruth and I'm cross addicted!' I never went back to that meeting. You would have thought those farmers considered me an undercover agent for the Stop Smoking campaign. I went on to become more angry/disillusioned. Drunk and high 90% of the time. Yet, even today, in AA meetings around the world; addicts & alcoholics don't mix.