I is for Insanity. I couldn't see it. Then when I got self-honesty, it was glaringly apparent.
The longer I stayed sober, the crazier I got, just not the insanity of when I was using. I had to pray and ask for the healing of my sense of humor. It was a real gift to be able to laugh at myself, and not beat myself up for my insane moments. Just because I make a mistake doesn't mean I am one.
Step Two says that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results.
Any substance is an inanimate object until such a time as I make the decision to ingest it, inject it, intellectualize it, intimidate it, and get intimate with it.
