I cling to the sadness, it is precious to me. Yes, the sadness…it helps me to recognize the sweetness of the time I had her in my life and the joy she brought my way. I don’t know the solution to the puzzle and I feel the void.
When we use the expression, "my own worse enemy," it's often related to specific choices we've made, but for me, it ran much deeper. I despised myself - not just the things I'd done but my entire being, including my soul. Why would God care about someone like me? This was more than low self-esteem, this is a repetitive compulsion, aggravated by our alcoholism.
Over and over, the Big Book reminds of us of [...]
by John S. September 2, 2009 Before I got sober [...]