The brain is hot from some previous insignificant encounter. I continue to think of thing I could have said. This is a problem with all, however we alcoholics/manic depressives hang onto this faulty spiritual malady. The answer lies with St. Francis, it is better to comfort than to be comforted, It is better to understand than be understood. While these bits and pieces can be described as throwing a bucket of water upon a forest fire, it is better than feeding this diseased brain with, “what ifs”
The most difficult problem with alcoholism and manic depression is that fact must be kept in the forefront of my mind.
Author: harold