I Wish You All Another 24 Hours

I'm writing to share my experience, strength and hope with the goal of helping others. If you would have told me a year ago that I'd be in AA, I'd have laughed in your face. To me, life was too boring to go through sober. I didn't think I had anything in common with people who didn't drink. But I'm really just the same as all of you. I couldn't handle reality, so I drank to escape. Literally any feeling I had needed to be numbed. Everything scared me. I pretended to be invincible, but deep down I was scared. I called myself a Christian and went to church; but I didn't practice very much of what I believed. They say faith without works is dead, and mine was pretty much on life support. I hated everything and everyone. I rarely smiled unless it was at someone else's expense. I thought I was either better or worse than everyone on earth, and I used this way of thinking as a justification for not following God's will. I had an idea of what God's will was, but I didn't think I could do it, so I didn't really try.