I used to drink. A lot. Now I havn't for years.
Eventually what made me quit was a sudden brush with death. I felt my mind slipping. I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize the guy staring back at me. He was not a good person. He didn't eat, he had nothing going for him. All he had was attitude and dangerous eyes.
Can highly recommend doing something about the drinking. I really consider my old life to be some sort of dream that I needed to wake up from. I saw it escalating into more wet nights and drugs and ladies on the side, couldn't stop it. Then I finally quit in late August 2003, and when spring came I had never seen spring before. I was nothing less of reborn. No words will do. I wish for every person to feel like I felt that spring.
I wish it for you, dude!
































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