Stumbling On The Steps

Not something that you'd think I'd be doing right now, until you consider that we're talking about 12 Steps.

I've been told that those twelve steps are all that anyone really needs to get through life's many difficulties. This is most likely true, but at the current time I seem to be tripping as soon as I hit the second step...

Step One: Admitted that we were powerless over (insert addiction or affliction here) and that our lives had become unmanageable.

I've got no problem with that. I know that I'm a nut case who tends to spiral out of control over oh-so-many things.

Step Two: Came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.

I've got no problem with there being a power out there that's greater than mine. I firmly believe that there are many of them!
The problem could well be that I am beginning to believe that the power I want to believe in right now is contained in a bottle of Bacardi, or Smirnoff, or...
Well, you get the picture!
It was easy for me to refuse addictive pain medication, but dammit I feel like alcohol is my friend!
There is nothing that sounds more appealing to me right now than to spend the next five weeks in a drunken stupor...

It's a good thing that there is no hard liquor in this house
(At least not anywhere that I can reach)

There is a bottle of Arbor Mist wine in the kitchen though...

SOMEONE HELP ME!!!