[Wolfman]

In my past, there has been nothing more powerful than emotional stress and psychic strain to send me out on a drunk to quell away the madness in my mind and the pain in my heart.
My sobriety was greatly challenged this morning. During a fight with my girl over a trifle, my past once again came hurtling at me viciously and selectively. Were it not for our children I question whether either of us would endure this roller coaster relationship with it's blissful highs and its shuddering lows.

I left our home and walked briskly up the street, still smarting from the altercation... and that tall silver can entered the pop-up window in my mind.

I walked on by the drugstore and growled at the thought of walking in and purchasing a can of my prefered poison. Instead I walked on to the local library where I am now typing this.
I am grateful I discovered this website. It gave me an alternative destination so I didn't have to succumb to my desire to drink this morning.

I have proven to myself enough times that if I give in to the urge and pick up that chaos will soon return to my daily life.

Blessings to all for a sober day in your world. Peace to you.

-Wolfman