Carrying the Message

Like everyone else attempting to get sober, I expected only to get undrunk to solve my many problems. If I could stay away from the bottle, I would have life licked. It was only after I had been exposed to AA for many months that I realized being undrunk was not enough. I still found it difficult to face life and reality. I rebelled against my circumstances, and I still wanted to be in the driver's seat. Just being undrunk doesn't change anything. I had to adjust, and that realization didn't come to me until months after my last drink. That, then, was progress. Not much--because up to that point I had done nothing constructive but get undrunk, and in order to get somewhere I had to begin somewhere. This realization was another big step in the right direction.