30 days ago I woke up totally dazed after a terror-filled night of rocking, sweating, and my mind going virtually crazy. This was preceded by yet another 3-day binge of total abuse on my aging body and mind. Somehow as the alcohol dissipated from my system, talking intimately with my closest friend, I begged the friend to make me stop this madness, to demand it. Through some long and emotional discussion, I conceded that I could no longer manage this addiction and that I had to dig deep and find the courage to walk away from it, I just couldn't take the physical pain and emotional trauma anymore.
And that was 30 days ago. Looking back only to assist with the healing process but otherwise forward-thinking, I'm a million times happier and this is only the beginning.
Thank you everyone for your continued support and sharing your experiences without reservation or judgement. We are stronger together.