end of day 3... again
I've been told that it's only a matter of time..
Had to leave a six figure job, nearly killed myself and hurt someone.
Why? Because after being sober for quite a while and doing so wonderful, I had one drink. What's the big deal, I thought.?
Boy was I wrong.
The only things I have left is my optimistic personality and support of my family. To say that I'm desperate is an understatement of the year.
I had to leave a lot of things behind, in the hope of getting better. Well at least I am free to get as much help as I need. And now I'm not alone in this.
God has given me plenty of chances, I know this is my last one. A drink = death for me, plain and simple.
Thanks for listening and helping me in the past.