Change

I was a pretty self-centered kid and never outgrew my self-love. So I began to walk a narrow, lonely path. Somewhere along the road, I contracted alcoholism. Every inch of the way, I wanted love; in fact, I was demanding love. I didn't know that love is not a passive emotion--it has to be given to be received. My self-love was really an expression of doubt and immaturity and was an emotional crippler. The bitterest truth of all was that deep down I really despised myself.