The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous

by Alcoholics Anonymous

stimulus

Bible

“salvation.” It is: “to come home.

I wasn’t alone a...

knew myself, and didn’t allow me to retreat into my prison of loneliness and fear over a fancied slight or hurt.

Talking things over with them, great floods of enlightenment showed me myself as I really was and I was like them. We all had hundreds of character traits, of fears and phobias, likes and dislikes, in

Suddenly I could accept myself, fa...

I was — for weren’t we all like that? And, accepting, I felt a new inner comfort, and the willingness and strength to do something a...

black abysses that yawned ready to swallow me when I felt depressed, or nervous.

There was a concrete program,

designed to secure the greatest possible inner security for us ...

The feeling of impending disaster that had haunted me for years began to dissolve as I put into practice more and mor...

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Able to be use

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Provide

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Collectively Human

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More than unusually

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Need it or priveledge

knowledge

happiness

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overweening self-will has fi...

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“Thy will be done,...

pokey, I finally landed on my mother’s doorstep

same laughing academies

and admitted my general loneliness.

Jackie

He brought in many of our original members, yet he himself could not make it and died of alcoholism.

the neurosis or the alcoholism. I like to think I was

never had any fun out of drinking — I would be the soberest-seeming one in the crowd and all of a sudden I was the drunkest.

was more or less restricted to weekends, but I was nearly kicked out for scholastic failure.

Army. I am one of the lads who came out of the service with a lower rank than when I went in.

My last bout in the Army lasted from November 5th to 11th, 1918. We heard by wireless on the 5th that the

whistles blowing for the real Armistice.

nineteen.

blacklisted

fired again.

New York A.A. Group. He had also gone all the way through the wringer and had been

What do I get out of it? Everything’s all wrong and the hell with it.” For the last two years of my drinking I prayed on every drink that I wouldn’t wake up again. Three months before I met Jackie I had made my second feeble try at suicide.

sponsor of my sponsor, for he was suddenly taken drunk.

he had only been off the booze a month or so himself when he brought me the message!

(This is very useful knowledge in places where matches are prohibited.)

Bill’s home in Brooklyn,

lambaste that “spiritual angle

Higher Power

theological rebel,

“as we understand him