Beware the dogs…

When I was in my 20s I had a dream. My father was issuing me a fair warning to ‘beware the dogs’; advice given to me subconsciously from him, a bonafide extremely high functioning alcoholic. At that time I hadn’t really felt the grip and terror of alcoholism. It was still a parlor trick thatContinue reading “Beware the dogs…”

Alcohol fuels anxiety.

I had always struggled with massive bouts of anxiety. Conversely I had always consumed massive amounts of alcohol. And drugs, but I never really thought that they were a contributing factor. The mornings following a bender were always the worst. I would usually still be drunk when I would first wake up, but as theContinue reading “Alcohol fuels anxiety.”

what was I really thinking?

I have been reading some of the other blogs around here, and first let me say that I am very happy that people have decided on a better life. It thrills me to know that people had had enough, and they wanted to throw in the towel. But as I am reading people who speakContinue reading “what was I really thinking?”

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