Maybe I really am nuts. I am sure I have tried everyone's patience.

When I am sober I don't feel nuts.

When I go to AA meetings I don't feel nuts. When I go to meetings I feel it. But when they get going about the higher power they drive me away.

I absolutely believe it when they say this is a progressive disease that can kill you.

I am a terrible person when I drink. I hope that's only when.

There is a woman I like in the group. She smiles a lot. She always comes in late. She speaks frankly but not theatrically I like everything about her. She is an alcoholic, like me, but she smiles and laughs easily. She is working hard at staying sober. I like her.

Who cares what a drunk thinks? How worthless is that, even at Christmas?