In 1825 a missionary said: I have not seen one of them drunk, by 1843 the agent reports: The Osage have drank more whiskey in the past year than they have since they were a people.



Most of us have been unwilling to admit we were real alcoholics. No person likes to think he is bodily and mentally different from his fellows. Therefore, it is not surprising that our drinking careers have been characterized by countless vain attempts to prove we could drink like other people. The idea that somehow, someday he will control and enjoy his drinking is the great obsession of every abnormal drinker. The persistence of this illusion is astonishing. Many pursue it into the gates of insanity or death.

Big Book  pg. 30


Who cares to admit defeat? Practically no one, of course. Every natural instinct cries out against the idea of personal powerlessness. It is truly awful to admit that, glass in hand, we have warped our mind into such an obsession for destructive drinking that only an act of Providence can remove it from us.

No other kind of bankruptcy is like this one. Alcohol, now become the rapacious creditor, bleeds us of all self-sufficiency and will to resist its demands. Once this stark fact is accepted, our bankruptcy as going human concerns is complete.

Twelve Steps & Twelve Traditions  pg. 21


Grandfather free us from the bondage of alcohol.