It’s taken me a long time to get here — a lot of pain, a lot of truth, and a lot of endurance. But I’m here, and I’m grateful. Before I got sober, my life was almost non-existent. Alcohol had taken over everything. I kept to myself, stayed indoors, isolated from people, from the world. I had physical problems too, everything from ulcers, internal bleeding, and something called varices, little veins in the throat that can burst from years of drinking. I didn’t drink hard liquor, just beer, but I’d drink until I passed out. Sometimes I’d fall asleep lying flat, and the alcohol would just sit there, cooking my insides. One day, I ended up in the hospital. I spent a week there. They scoped my throat and confirmed the damage. I was patched up, but I knew something had to change. |
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