The old saying is true: You can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink. It's the same with addiction and recovery. People can take away our drugs and put us in treatment, but no one can make us clean and sober.
When it hurts enough, when we're scared enough, when we're sick and tired enough, when we've lost enough, then we'll begin to change. But we have to want to change. It's the key.
What am I willing to do to recover?
Higher Power, help me to want what I need; to want what is best for me.
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'Those who leave everything in God's hand will eventually see God's hand in everything.'
When it hurts enough, when we're scared enough, when we're sick and tired enough, when we've lost enough, then we'll begin to change. But we have to want to change. It's the key.
What am I willing to do to recover?
There is so much truth in this for me. I remember the first time I heard the term....The gift of desperation....I didn't quite understand it. Now I understand it. When they wrote the Big Book...There was only about 40 to 100 (numbers vary) members that were staying sober with this process.....That had gone to any length to recover. And they talk about this on page 48....It was true for them also.
Faced with alcoholic destruction, we soon became as open minded on spiritual matters as we had tried to be on other questions. In this respect alcohol was a great persuader. It finally beat us into a state of reasonableness. Sometimes this was a tedious process; we hope no one else will be prejudiced for as long as some of us were.
What am I willing to do to recover?
I guess a reasonable person going through that much pain would say....ANYTHING.
That's what I said. I was reasonable.
Until I got to that point...Until I was given that gift.....And it didn't kill me first. I did NOTHING.
Amen Stepdude, ... I totally understand where you're coming from ... living life the way I was, I was in daily pain, emotionally and Spiritually bankrupt for sure ... physically a big blob of worthless flesh barely able to walk 10 to 20 feet(enough to get to the bathroom to get rid of the poison from one end or the other) ... I was a poor excuse for a human being ...
At this point, I said 'enough's enough', and became willing to change, or die trying ...
Ya know, I don't miss those days of not being able to stray from the toilet more than a few feet ... for one to two hours, every morning, I had to hang close by ... cause when it came, it came fast and was, uh, uh, ... well, you get the picture ... I went years without knowing what it was like to poop normal, LOL ... wasn't funny back then ... it was a royal pain in the &$#*@ ... ... ...
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'Those who leave everything in God's hand will eventually see God's hand in everything.'
