There came a time in my program of recovery when the third
stanza of the Serenity Prayer -- "The wisdom to know
the difference" -- became indelibly imprinted in my mind.
From that time on, I had to face the ever-present knowledge
that my every action, word and thought was within, or outside,
the principles of the program. I could no longer hide
behind self-rationalization, nor behind the insanity of my
disease. The only course open to me, if I was to attain
a joyous life for myself (and subsequently for those I love),
was one in which I imposed on myself an effort of commitment,
discipline, and responsibility.