July 30 - When we first come to Gamblers Anonymous, the most common
variety of self-pity begins: "Poor me! Why can't I just gamble now and
then, like everybody else? Why me?" Such bemoaning, if allowed to
persist, is a surefire invitation for a long walk off a short pier -
right back to the mess we were in before we came to GA. When we stick
around this Program for a while, we discover that it's not just "me" at
all; we become involved with people, from all walks of life, who are in
exactly the same boat.
Am I losing interest in my comfortably familiar "pity pot"?
Today I Pray - When self-pity has me droopy and inert, may I look up,
look around, and perk up. Self-pity, God wills, vanishes in the light
of other people's shared troubles. May I always wish for friends honest
enough to confront me if they see me digging my way back down into my
old pity pit.
Today I Will Remember - Turn self- involvement into involvement.
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