This isn’t Wendy’s—you can’t have it your way.
Sometimes God doesn’t work as fast as 3 shots of tequila, and I have to be patient.
My first sober Christmas I called my parents and said, “Good news! I’m coming home for Christmas.” They said, “No, you’re not.” It took a long time for them to trust me.
I ran into someone from rehab who couldn’t believe I was 10 years sober. I was the least likely to succeed in my rehab group.
I think of the steps as an escalator—I am constantly starting over when I get to the top.
Come all the way in, and sit all the way down.