I'm torn & craving ...
It being Father's day & having to see my father in rehab is killing me. If I didn't have the voices in my head telling me not to buy booze, I would have been there by now.
I've played it out all morning in my head. In a strange way it's probably what everyone expects from me by now. I wouldn't want to disappoint them haha.
Seriously though I'm craving big & fighting in my head big. My anxiety has been driving me bonkers, but I refuse to take meds till I'm going to see him.
He knows about my sezure & mom's heart troubles. He's been calling every day & asking mom how I'm doing. He's in rehab, can barely speak or walk & he's concerned w\ me. It makes the battle in my head even tougher.
But I'm not going to drink today; I won't do that to him, mom, my brothers, nor myself. Nope not gonna !!!!
Dennis
My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine.
More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine.