Then I was seized with a thought: I am going to get drunk. Our no, maybe I won't get drunk; maybe I'll just go into that bar and drink some ginger ale and scrape up an acquaintance. Then I panicked. That was really a gift! I had never panicked before at the threat of alcohol. Maybe this meant my sanity had been restored. I remembered that in trying to help other people, I had stayed sober myself. For the first time I deeply realized it. ~ Bill Wilson, Alcoholics Anonymous Comes of Age, page 65Oh, I know compulsive eating —
a disease, they say, a deadly one.
Interesting concept, I see the argument.
Sure, I want to be restored to sanity,
but I'm certainly not not sane!
I work this program, consistently,
enthusiastically — most of the time.
I know the truths of Recovery.
Do I deeply realize them, though?
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