Hey Now ... a Return Visit
Lost my way. Powerless. It is the first day for two weeks that I haven't had a drink before 10 in the morning. All the usual tricks are in play. I'm sat at my desk at work with a 'water bottle' filled with my poison of choice Vodka. I have the shakes and a feeling of panic. All classic 'signs' I know. I am tired of this hopelessness and I am planning on detoxing again. I know I can do it, I have done it before. I know what the trigger is and am working on removing it. Thank you for the inspiration you all provide and grabbing me under my arms.
If you are going to go through hell, keep going... Winston Churchill