There are days and then there are days. Some so smooth and some with more bumps than I think I can stand. Whatever kind of day it is, I have to remember my primary purpose. I’m an alcoholic, powerless over alcohol. I cannot afford to drink. For me to drink is to die.
One good friend in here always says, Nothing’s worth a drink today. Nothing.
On those days, when I find myself tied in a knot, I have to go back to what my sponsor always said to me, When all else fails, follow directions. And, just what are those directions? For one thing, he would always refer me back to the BB. There all kinds of directions in that book, if only I will read it and look for them. Sometimes they jump right off the page at me. Other times I have to sit and study, looking for the answers.
One thing for sure, there’s usually a Step for every problem. I just have to look for which one applies. If I will ask someone, they’ll probably point me in the right direction. Talking to another alcoholic like myself opens more doors than I can imagine. If I will but be honest.
Having an open mind is so important, when I need help. Anticipation and expectations really don’t work. I have to clear my head by emptying it out and then I have to listen.
I was too smart for my own good, when I came here. If I was so smart, why am I looking for an answer?
Anyway, I was talking to another alcoholic today, a friend of mine. We got laughing at our own stuff. Too smart for our own good. The thought of the directions in the BB and following them. The willingness to surrender and go to any lengths in staying sober. Some good stuff today for both of us. I just had to sit down and think about this this evening.