
I’m currently writing this in residential rehab/treatment. A place I never thought I would ever end up. I did my absolute to hide my functional addict side of me. I was working a full-time job, writing, and dealing with everyday life; all this while drinking handles of vodka each day.
I had become a professional at hiding the severity of my problem while fighting with my dark passenger. Although I was functioning (at 60%), I eventually got to a consumption level that made me feel like a captain drilling a hole through the bottom of the ship. Sinking slowly.
One the slowly sinking ship started taking water…I started to notice. Always being self aware and logical I was worried at how this happening was even possible. But the truth is…im an alcoholic.
I ended up in Denver three weeks ago, visiting my now ex-girlfriend, staying with her and missing flight after flight back home.
I came to the conclusion that I needed help so, while some force guided me to it; I went to a hospital to safely detox from the withdraws. Now i’m here, 7 days sober in rehab…meeting new people daily. Days full of therapy and meetings and nights in AA and CA meeting. I am content in this moment and look forward for what is to come.
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