I haven’t been following the story closely, nor do I really have any understanding of the history of the situation, but when I heard that Scotland was voting for its independence, I assumed it’d be a slam-dunk no-brainer.

Step 3: made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God, as we understood Him.

I had that assumption because I’m an alcoholic. No one’s going to tell me what to do, ever.  I’m not going to be one of those people who needs other people.  What could possibly be the benefit of answering to someone or something other than myself?  That trust has to be earned, and with me, that wasn’t possible.

This might be the most depressing and pathetic aspect of this disease:  I hated the idea of needing another human being for any reason whatsoever, yet I was 100% dependent on a liquid.

But here’s the upside:  Now I know that alcohol only buried the angry and prolonged the misery.  When looked at from that perspective, turning my will over to a higher power than myself makes much more sense than what I’d been doing.

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