My Honesty Began With Admission

WHEN I admitted that my life had become unmanageable and that I was powerless over alcohol, that was the beginning of my honesty. I could not think of any way better to do than to be honest about myself in regard to my whole life, which I did by taking an inventory of myself. Then I had a picture of myself similar to an X-Ray for me to examine. I could readily see what I had in me that caused my trouble. I found I had strayed away from the social side of life. I found I had become damaged physically, mentally, morally and spiritually. I was groping around in the darkness of sin through lack of knowledge. I decided to do something about it, I started to search for that knowledge by attending AA meetings regularly, by reading and listening to people who were at one time where I now stand. I knew they had gained that knowledge the same way I was beginning. They were sober. They seemed to be living a normal and happy life, which I wanted so badly to live.