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256 ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS
Twelve Steps to my daily living have utterly banished
fear. But this would not be the truth. The most ac
curate answer I can give you is this: Fear has never
again ruled my life since that day in September 1938,
when I found that a Power greater than myself could
not only restore me to sanity but could keep me both
sober and sane. Never in sixteen years have I dodged
anything because I was afraid of it. I have faced life
instead of running away from it.
Some of the things that used to stop me in my
tracks from fear still make me nervous in the anticipa
tion of their doing, but once I kick myself into doing
them, nervousness disappears and I enjoy myself. In
recent years I have had the happy combination of time
and money to travel occasionally. I am apt to get
into quite an uproar for a day or two before starting, but
I do start, and once started, I have a swell time.
Have I ever wanted a drink during these years?
Only once did I suffer from a nearly overpowering
compulsion to take a drink. Oddly enough, the cir
cumstances and surroundings were pleasant. I was at
a beautifully set dinner table. I was in a perfectly
happy frame of mind. I had been in A.A. a year, and
the last thing in my mind was a drink. There was a
glass of sherry at my place. I was seized with an al
most uncontrollable desire to reach out for it. I shut
my eyes and asked for help. In fifteen seconds or less,
the feeling passed. There have also been numerous
times when I have thought about taking a drink. Such
thinking usually began with thoughts of the pleasant
drinking of my youth. I learned early in my A.A. life
that I could not afford to fondle such thoughts, as you
might fondle a pet, because this particular pet could