Friends of Bill. W
I like that, it tells me that you've been in the book.
If there's one thing I wish, I wish that term would go away. I was invited to my first AA meeting in the early eighties, where I was told that very thing. Quitting was unbearable, and the term "One day at a time" made it sound like a white knuckle ride from hell. The term made it seem as if I was going to struggle like that every day for the rest of my life. The end result is that it took me another twenty years to quit. My first meeting was a funny story ,or at least it's funny now, but it happened to be a birthday meeting. I heard stories of 1 year, 2 years, 5 years and so, and my first thought was,"there's no way in hell I can do that".
I hear stories of "Rock Bottom", which I also avoid. I came from a background of homeless, jails, detox facilities, back to homeless, and that was fine. Fast forward a couple decades and I'm a successful engineer with a wife, a home in the burbs, kids and the family dog. That's when it hit me. I poured myself a drink, looked at it and shook my head in disgust at what I had become despite my success. I walked over to the sink and poured it out and went to the AA meeting that I was driving by once a month for the last couple years. I guess God was getting tired of my bullshit about doing something about my drinking someday. Long story short, I don't drink, and I have no desire to because of God, Bill W. and Matt Talbot. Look up Matt Talbot if you don't know, it's almost like God saw this and told Bill W. what Matt had done.
My 47 year old son quit drinking 8/6/18 That is the day he passed away.
I'm really sorry to hear this.
