I remember glimpses....
Hotel room mini fridge bottles before breakfast meetings....
5 am guzzling vodka from the freeezer trying to make the headache and the nausea stop.....
Vodka on lunch break - after secretly vomiting all morning.....
Vodka in my coffee.....
And all along it seeing somehow OK.... not ‘that bad’....
Looking back into those glimpses is always bewildering. How the man who sits here thinking of those memories could have been that man!
I’m grateful that’s no longer me.