Tosspots Are Patsies. . .

MOST of us come into the Fellowship sullen and rebellious or else feeling like whipped dogs with our tails between our legs. The first great burst of good news--that we have a disease and that all the shameful behavior of the past is not entirely our fault--is like water to a man dying of thirst. Little by little we learn to make friends with ourselves under the gentle Live and Let Live program.