The Facts
 

At the lowest point in my drinking two ideas were introduced to me that were very hard for me to believe. First, somehow I was different from other people. That when it came to drinking alcohol I was powerless when I drank it. This proved very difficult to admit to, and even more difficult was that no human power could relieve me of this. That idea had to be wrong. I thought there's no way that only a power greater than human was the only way of solving this. This turned out to be a nice way of saying what I already pretty much knew about my situation: that I was screwed and that any hope I had of fixing myself wasn't real. These were the facts, and until I accepted them as such, not just as idea's there wouldn't be any hope of finding my way out of the mess I found myself in.