Step Four is our vigorous and painstaking effort to discover what these liabilities in each of us have been, and are.
Trying to paste that sentence into this space I kept getting a message I had copied to friend about calling our state representatives, giving them a hard time about blocking fair districts. So before I even begin I can identify laziness in myself (I used to transcribe the text of the twelve and twelve, figuring I’d learn it better) and resentment and self righteous anger (since when did unfairness get to be part of the Republican platform?).
My liabilities are the same as everyone else’s, I think we only vary in degree. Circumstances and chance and the way I was brought up all play a part. For example, I am short. I have no doubt that if I had been tall, my personality would have been at least slightly different based on the way my world views tallness and treats tall people, and the physical difference I can’t know about that involves taking up more vertical space and being able to reach things without help.
I think it was alcoholism, though, that made me reach for alcohol when I couldn’t accept life on life’s terms. So in order to be sober I have to work to minimize pride, greed, lust, anger, gluttony, envy, and sloth (to borrow a list from the twelve and twelve). I have to feel progress and I have to reap a reward for trying in order to keep me going.
I’m grateful to live this way, where I am asked to think again about what’s wrong with me and how to make it right, or at least less wrong.
I’m 56 years old, I’m 34 years sober. I’m going to my daughter’s wedding, and no is worried about my drinking.