We may not always be able to meet calamity with serenity, but we can meet calamity with sobriety.
After this meeting I’ll have my emotional support burrito and I have Netflix all queued up.
One always led to two, and two always led to too many.
Toward the end, I was drinking alone, in my basement. You know—the way a gentleman does.
I found the Promises offensive. I had worked hard on my attitude and outlook and didn’t want it to change, just because it was killing me.
The Universe is always conspiring on my behalf.
I condemn the recovery in entire area codes, and then remember it’s not what I can get out of a meeting, it’s what I can bring to it.
