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I'm resentful at:
His attention to my wife.
Told my wife of my mistress.
Brown may get my job at the office.
She's a nut -- she snubbed me.
She committed her husband for drinking.
He's my friend.
She's a gossip.
Threatens to fire me for my drinking and
padding my expense account.
Misunderstands and nags.
Wants house put in her name.
Personal sex Relations
We went back through our lives. Nothing counted but thoroughness and
honesty. When we were finished we considered it carefully. The first thing
apparent was that this world and its people were often quite wrong. To
conclude that others were wrong was as far as most of us ever got. The
usual outcome was that people continued to wrong us and we stayed sore.
Sometimes it was remorse and then we were sore at ourselves. But the more
we fought and tried to have our own way, the worse matters got. As in
war, the victor only seemed to win. Our moments of triumph were short-lived.
It is plain that a life which includes deep resentment leads only to futility
and unhappiness. To the precise extent that we permit these, do we squander
the hours that might have been worth while. But with the alcoholic, whose
hope is the maintenance and growth of a spiritual experience, this business
of resentment is infinitely grave. We found that it is fatal. For when
harboring such feeling we shut ourselves off from the sunlight of the
Spirit. The insanity of alcohol returns and we drink again. And with us,
to drink is to die.
If we were to live, we had to be free of anger. The grouch and the brainstorm
were not for us. They may be the dubious luxury of normal men, but for
alcoholics these things are poison.
We turned back to the list, for it held the key to the future. We were
prepared to look for it from an entirely different angle. We began to
see that the world and its people really dominated us. In that state,
the wrong-doing of others, fancied or real, had power to actually kill.
How could we escape? We saw that these resentments must be mastered, but
how? We could not wish them away any more than alcohol. (next)
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