Hey everyone. Rather than defend the original post as would normally have been my instinct, I will simply add that when I first came to recovery, I knew how to drink. I didn't know how to stay sober. I gravitated to the positive people willing to offer their perspective and I asked a lot of questions. When I finally became rigorously honest about my powerlessness, I learned about hope in asking what others had done--and I'd try their suggestions. Solutions for living, they called them.
Rather than argue I am learning to cease fighting and see how I am supposed to grow. To add to the stream of life rather than poison it with my fears.
Take care, everybody. Stay sobah, no matter what!