I've made so many excuses. My step-dad... what happened to me in Iraq ...loneliness ...sh*t, I've even used happiness and success as excuses to drink.
I've been on a bender, just blowing through bottle after bottle of tequila. Even drinking all day at work. I've managed to set so many beautiful things on fire with my drinking... and I can't do it anymore.
It sucks because my brain is in that post-haze depressed state that could be easily numbed by a drink.
I love life so much and have so many things to be grateful for ...and I know that if I don't stop, I will lose everything.
Hopefully they can get me in at the VA for a Vivitrol shot, soon. Thank you all for being here on this app. It helps to know I can cry out and that someone will hear me.