my demon. al-kuḥl - ironic, these days, that it was a gift of the Arabs.
I was asked recently if I was doing much writing, and was encouraged to share my truth, especially with younger people. Well, since most of the blogging world is younger than moi, I thought why not.
In my early days..15 on...alcohol was fun, and I was proud that I could hold my own and drink more than the guys. Little did I know that was a red flag. By the time I was 42, drinking was the be all and end all of my life and I had no idea how it had come to that. Slowly, steadily and progressively as the description of the disease describes. I lost many things,including my marriage, any relationship with my children, my ability to work and but mostly my sense of who I was. Death on the installment plan.
When someone told me it never had to be this way again, I really didn't get it. But I went into a detox mostly because I was at the point of not wanting to live but not knowing how to die fast enough. That's a cliche but when you've lived that cliche you know why it's a cliche. My life truly has never been the same and it is almost 21 years later. 12 step programs are free and full of people willing to listen, to laugh and to cry with you but mostly help you change.
So while this is about me , if it touches something in you that you don't like looking at, remember there is another way of life. Really.
Thank you drewzel for a moving start to this week's "This is..." meme.
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