Not for Me

How I resented the idea that drinking was not for me, even after I had accepted the fact that I was an alcoholic and could never drink again. And even after I really came into AA, I continued to resent this, deeply and bitterly. When people around me were drinking, I would repeat my new lesson over and over to myself, "This is not for me! This is not for me!" But why not? Why not? Why did I have to go through life like the Poor Little Match Girl, my nose forever pressed against a window where people were drinking happily in a cozy room, and me outside in the cold without a drink. I was right sorry for myself.