Too bright for my own good

When I got sober 16 years ago, I proved what my mother had said all along--that I was "just too smart for my own good." I was almost too smart to get this program--too much knowledge, too little understanding. I could recite the Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions long before I even had a clue as to what they meant. "Working the Steps" was a concept totally beyond me, and the Traditions were only for old-timers, the grown-ups in charge of the program.