“Suddenly the thought crossed my mind that if I were to put an ounce of whiskey in my milk it couldn’t hurt me on a full stomach. I ordered a whiskey and poured it into the milk. I vaguely sensed I was not being any too smart, but felt reassured as I was taking the whiskey on a full stomach. The experiment went so well that I ordered another whiskey and poured it into more milk. That didn’t seem to bother me so I tried another.”
It’s been a while since I’ve really been in the Big Book, I’m just re-reading There is a Solution and More About Alcoholism right now as I’m re-doing my first step, but this is might be my favorite snippet. This is identical not only to how I relapse, but how I get myself in trouble with pretty much anything.
The Idiot Part of My Brain: This could be interesting, and if it works out it’ll be great!
Normal Part of My Brain: Oh, Jesus F***, not again….
Three hours pass, and the Idiot Part of My Brain is once again celebrating it’s victory. It’s probably waltzing around inside my head with a Burger King crown on…
If you’re interested, here’s Chapter Three/More About Alcoholism, the story I’m referencing starts on p. 35 with: “Our first example is a friend we shall call Jim.”