Growing up in an alcoholic environment.

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Growing up in an alcoholic environment, I had no idea just how unclearly i viewed the world around me. I did what I had always done just as my parents and thier parents before them had done. There didn't seem to be any alterative way at looking at life, and quite frankly I saw no need for one. Nothing was wrong I was fine. For a while I berated myself for having been so blind. I hated denial and considered it the worst character defect. In the interest of being gentle with myself, I gradually came to understand that denial could be a wonderful thing. It kept me alive until I was ready to face more truths, my Higher Power and the AA program will lift the veils that cloud my vision. To see that brighter light before I'm prepared for it could possibly blind me further. Denial can be a shock abosorber for the spirit. I can respect and be greatful for that survival mechanism, but I'll not hang onto it longer than necessary.