Resentments & Doggie Bags

When I got to AA, I was full of resentments. I resented everybody for one reason or another. But I would have said that I didn't have an anger problem, as I hadn't hit anyone with a fist since grade school. I had pushed my anger inside and softened it with alcohol, but it soon rose to the surface after I stopped drinking. One Sunday morning, I ran to catch a train with another AA member and found myself with my hands around the neck of one of my students because he said, "Hi Jimmy," a nickname I've always hated.