I go again.

Weekend of major bender I don’t know when one day ends and another begins. Haven’t eaten, normal ****.

God knows how my kids and wife are. She’s asleep downstairs. They haven’t seen me upright for 48 hours.

Ill keep popping in as well as joining Feb group. I can’t do anything else now than keep trying. I feel pretty ‘on the edge’ but I’ll let that swing to sobriety and sanity rather than suicide.

Dee I know exactly what I need to do. Thanks for your words. It’s a matter of courage now, I’m not sure I have it but I don’t have any choice. I go again