How AA Came to Him

I HAD tried through alcohol to achieve a happiness beyond normal joy. Gradually but inevitably I sank into the oblivion of utter loneliness. I no longer cared for anyone or anything. I wanted nothing but black, silent nothingness. One evening I had come home completely disgusted with myself but still willing to believe that happiness could be gained by "just one more." As I walked into the kitchen, I met my youngest daughter. She was just three years old. She said nothing. Just stared at me with those big eyes of hers. One tear rolled down her cheek and she turned and walked back up the stairs to her bed. I crashed out of the house, found my latest bottle and sank into my favorite hell.