MAY 23 Reflection for the Day
When newcomers to Gamblers Anonymous experience the first startling feeling that they’re truly among friends, they also wonder—with almost a sense of terror—if the
When newcomers to Gamblers Anonymous experience the first startling feeling that they’re truly among friends, they also wonder—with almost a sense of terror—if the
When I first listened to people in Gamblers Anonymous talking freely and honestly about themselves, I was stunned. Their stories of their
The language of friendship is not words, but meanings, wrote Thoreau. Life indeed takes on new meanings, as well as new meaning in the Gamblers
Compulsive gambling is a lonely disease; although it may have seemed that we were part of the lights-and-action crowd, we were often
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us, wrote Oliver Wendell Holmes. I
I considered myself a loner in the days when I was gambling. Although I was often with other people—saw them, heard them, touched them—most
If we felt guilty, degraded, or ashamed of either our addiction itself or the things we did while in action, that served to magnify
Many of us in the Gamblers Anonymous Program share the memory that we originally gambled to belong, to be a big shot, or to be a part
Looking back at those last desperate days before I came to Gamblers Anonymous, I remember more than anything the feelings of loneliness
A very popular error—having the courage of one’s convictions; rather it is a matter of having the courage for an attack upon