Stepping Back to Sanity

BEFORE you found AA, do you remember reaching for a drink in the morning with a desperate desire for oblivion? I knew in my heart that it meant another long day of suffering--of shame and bitter remorse. Then followed a night of turning and tossing and a broken nightmare of sleep. Tomorrow would be the same, or perhaps worse. People and issues had to be avoided. Get out of sight and hearing of the boss, friends and family; they neither understand nor care. Just don't bother me; let me suffer--but don't touch my liquor or I'll go out of my mind. What did I say--out of my mind? Yes, out of my mind!