Evening Meditation:
My recipe for disaster was whatever I was doing whenever I was drinking, which was always. Short term disasters, long term disasters. Before, during and after disaster there was always the drink. In an odd way, it's no wonder that I didn't blame it on the alcohol. Certainly, I sometimes mouthed the blame on alcohol when it served some purpose. Jim-alcohol's latest victim.
From victim of alcohol to living responsibly in recovery. Now that's a recipe.
"Every wrong attempt discarded is a step forward."
Thomas Edison
from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Day 56)
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