Pickles

Pickles


We are convinced, after the countless attempts we made to prove otherwise,
that alcoholism is incurable -- just like some other illnesses.
It cannot be "cured" in this sense: We cannot change our body chemistry
and go back to being the normal, moderate social drinkers
lots of us seemed to be in our youth.
. . . we can no more make that change than a pickle can change itself
back into a cucumber.
No medication or psychological treatment any of us ever had
"cured" our alcoholism.

1998 AAWS, Living Sober, p. 8
The question then becomes: Sour, sweet, dill or bread and butter...
LOL, SKG....K.I.S.S.

Keep it simple, silly....

Smooches

ps...I am grateful that I completely understand and accept that today I am a pickle....
I've been pickled so many times I can never go back. I think my brain has turned to relish.
Here where I live we have mustard pickles but whatever kind ....a pickle is a pickle .lol