Well I’ve started a new journey…. within the grief journey…I knew it would eventually come to a head and it did. and I popped it. or should I say it was so infected and oozing and the only way to deal with this giant zit of my life was to just deal with it.
I’ve been drinking about 10 years and 10 years too much. I floated through grief on a wine bottle. numbing myself every night so I don’t feel the nightmare of my life.
So life got better but if I continued, it was going to blow up.
My friends have suggested I write about my dating saga’s and I Think that will lead to the big story of what brought me here to say….. I’m an alcoholic.