Everyone must agree that we A.A.'s are unbelievably fortunate people; fortunate that we have suffered so much; fortunate that we can know, understand, and love each other so supremely well.
These attributes and virtues are scarcely of the earned variety. Indeed, most of us are well aware that these are rare gifts which have their true origin in our kinship born of a common suffering and a common deliverance by the grace of God.
Thereby we are privileged to communicate with each other to a degree and in a manner not very often surpassed among our nonalcoholic friends in the world around us.
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"I used to be ashamed of my condition and so didn't talk about it. But nowadays I freely confess I am a depressive, and this has attracted other depressives to me. Working with them has helped a great deal."*
1. GRAPEVINE, OCTOBER 1959 2. LETTER, 1954
* Bill added that he had no depression after 1955.
If I had not suffered through this disease of alcoholism, I would never have been able to love as I do now. Bill also writes about pain as the touchstone of progress. It was my pain and not my comfort that motivated me to seek God and to know Him.
thank you. i like the second bit. i shared today about something to do with my history and i wasnt sure if i should have because it makes me feel very vunerable its so personal. But i did a bit not in depth but enough and i did so because someone asked and i thought if i say the truth maybe it might help them or someone. if i dont share my stuff about my story then it helps no one. maybe if i do then it might.
