At heart we had all been abnormally fearful.
It mattered little whether we had sat on the shore of life
drinking ourselves into forgetfulness
or had plunged in recklessly and willfully
beyond our depth and ability.
The result was the same -- all of us had nearly perished
in a sea of alcohol.
But today, in well-matured AA's,
these distorted drives have been restored
to something like their true purpose and direction.
Situations I fear are rarely as bad as the fear itself.
F E A R = Forgetting Everything's All Right.