I am feeling really good today, the shakes for the
most part have stopped, I am not as agitated as I
was but I still have a lot of anxiety in me. I really
do not know why. I have come up with a plan to
continue in sobriety. I like being able to drive any-
where and not worry about blue and red lights
hitting me in the rear, in fact I sometimes wish
they would stop me, just so I can say, look at me,
I am sober. I must have a sick mind and being an
alcoholic must be a disease, I have yet to mention
to anybody, that I do have my doubts about this.
I present my recovery plan to my case manager
and admit to him that I am powerless over alcohol
and drugs, I mention drugs although I have never
taken any in my life, I sure like that Librium and
that my life has been unmanageable, I really mean
this, make a firm commitment to myself, that I will
never drink again, no matter what happens in my
life. I go on to tell him that I plan on staying at the
Salvation Army until I get a more stable living
condition, plan on doing the intensive care out
patient program, talk with my sponsor on a daily
basis, attend three AA meetings per day, read a
story out of the Big Book each day, and work the
steps with my sponsor and follow through with
everything the sponsor asked me to do. I will
every day, work on getting closer to my higher
power, which I call God, which I traded in for
a bottle during the Vietnam Ara. I know he has
forgiven me and will help me on a daily basis
through this mess I created in my life. I have
complete faith that he will. I now have a
burning desire to do so. Fred agrees with my
plan and I am accepted into the intensive out
care program.
The five of us that are left receive a certificate of
completion and a medallion. To most ordinary
people, this is no achievement at all, but to us
its a college degree in sobriety. Now we start a
new life.
Author: Alden Morrison
