Soiled by shame Wasted by guilt Pushed to jump over the bridge Told she was human in a mocking way to make her feel unworthy Illness didn’t break her into pieces the way so many others did who took more than she had hated in misunderstanding rage for their light wasn’t on fire as they
December 11, 1934, remains one of the important dates in A.A. history—the day Bill W. guzzled his last drink en route to Towns Hospital. But the events leading up to this fortunate event also provide important reflection. On a “bleak day in November” (p. 8) Ebby T. carried his Oxford Group message of sobriety to
A few months ago, I drove the wrong way on a one-way lane. The flashing lights blinded my pained eyes. My heart beat on high alert. A cop followed me. Yet, I kept driving like a high and drunk genius. Another flashing cop car appeared behind the other one. Knowing two cop cars usually meant
My name is David and I want to start by saying that I have been in your shoes. People used to call me a dope fiend and gang banger. I never cared about what people used to think of me because I never cared about people. I spent almost 8 years in prison and at
My name is Robert S and I am an alcoholic. Being this is October I thought it would be appropriate to review one of the most important steps of AA.Step 10: “Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it.”The first 9 steps get us to this point. I view Step
Stanley Henderson1926 – 2020 Stanley Henderson of Salt Lake City died at his home July 23. He was the husband of the late Ruth Jameson Henderson of Salt Lake and the son of Robert Woodland Henderson and Winafred Smith Henderson of Arimo, Idaho. He is survived by a daughter, Mrs. Harold Wenglinsky (Maria) and a
In 1990 my son, Kris, attempted suicide. It wasn’t completely unexpected…I had been concerned enough about his somewhat erratic behavior for a few months. Yet, when he did, it threw me for a loop. So much so that in the ensuing weeks, I returned to my therapist for help in overcoming the debilitating guilt I