December 1977
It Takes Practice to Be Human
Constant work with the Tenth Step shows us what we are and what we can become
DURING MY drinking days, it seemed that I was either a god or a devil--but never human. I was either so grandly above everyone else that they were unworthy of my love or so desperately below the level of everyone else that I felt myself unworthy of their affection. When I was in my deluded god state, I was perfect, all good, and almighty. When I was in my depressed devil state, I was totally useless and worthless, hopelessly flawed.
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