A Quote by Bill on alcoholics anonymous, the big book, recovery, and bills story

" My writhing nerves were stilled at last. A morning paper told me the market had gone to hell again. Well, so had I. The market would recover, but I wouldn't. That was a hard thought. Should I kill myself? No--not now. Then a mental fog settled down. Gin would fix that. So two bottles, and--oblivion."
__Bill Wilson
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