“A.A. Regeneration”
Such is the paradox of A.A. regeneration: strength arising out of complete defeat and weakness, the loss of one‘s old life as a condition for finding a new one.

A thousand beatings by Barleycorn did not encourage me to admit defeat. I believed it was my moral obligation to conquer my “Enemy–friend.” At my first A.A. meeting I was blessed with a feeling that it was all right to admit defeat to a disease which had nothing to do with my “Moral fiber.” I knew instinctively that I was in the presence of a great love when I entered the doors of A.A. With no effort on my part, I became aware that to love myself was good and right, as God had intended. My feeling set me free, where my thoughts had held me in bondage. I am grateful.