March 2013: Letter to Hong Kong
How could she ever make amends to the co-worker she mistreated so badly?
When I went to do my Eighth Step, my anxiety mushroomed. Most of my amends would be relatively easy, but there was one in particular that made me as sick to my stomach as any hangover had. I had offended an innocent person profoundly and publicly. Not only did I slander and insult this person in front of others without justification, I never even attempted to apologize.
I was working at a large firm in San Francisco. Hours were long, and my nerves were jangled as I tried to climb the corporate ladder while “managing my stress” with heavy drinking after work each night. In those...