My Bottle, My Resentments and Me

I had a hard time giving up the anger at my ex-wife for taking my kids, at the man who murdered my mother, and for my father at what I felt was deserting me. But these resentments eased with time as I began to understand my own defects of character. From childhood trauma to skid row drunk, this hobo finally found a higher power, bringing sobriety and a long-lost family. Don't give up until the miracle happens. Read Full story here.

Reprinted from the Big Book, Alcoholics Anonymous, with permission of A.A. World Services, Inc.



Bad Temper

Nothing, not even drunkenness, does more damage to relationships than an evil temper.