I was so sure God had failed me that I became ultimately defiant,
though I knew better, and plunged into a final drinking binge.
My faith turned bitter and that was no coincidence.
Those who once had great faith hit bottom harder. It
took time to rekindle my faith, though I came to A.A.
I was grateful intellectually to have survived such a great
fall, but my heart felt callous. Still, I stuck with
the A.A. program; the alternatives were too bleak! I
kept coming back and gradually my faith was resurrected.