You Can Go Home Again
THE NEXT-TO-LAST chapter in our Big Book ("Freedom from Bondage") tells the story of one of our members who nurtured a resentment against her mother for twenty-five years. I read and related to it. My resentment was forty-one years old when I was six years into sobriety. But I couldn't get rid of it. The formulas could displace it temporarily until I received her next demanding letter. I would react to it; she would react to ray reaction; and so on. Neither of us could let go, or find what we were seeking.