I was 37....and had lost everything...that there was to loose...
I remember a few weeks...or a few months sober...even one year....and STILL wouldnt give up...MY WAY
I remember when I finally had to give up...
In a jail cell....facing 151 charges of fraud...
Insanity...
Today? I realize that by picking up that one drink...
It will control me completey..once more.. IT DID...
Body...Mind...and Soul..and I become a person....that just isnt me..
The actor...the big wheel...the know it all..the controller...the great lover...the list goes on...while everything inside my heart...was saying...ITLL ALL CATCH UP WITH YOU SOME DAY...once more..
Of COURSE ..I want someone in my life to share life with...
Phillip, your story is so close to mine. Thanks for sharing it here, and congrads on Day 4!
I have felt the same feelings, even without having to take a drink. I can say I haven't had a drink in 23 years, but I can't say I have been "sober" for 23 years. And when I relapsed into my old ideas, my old way of thinking and feeling, behaving... it got bad real quick, and the feelings is all that got me back to the basics of this program.
