The lowest point of my life was 1987. I quit drinking for Lent and had a horrible time sleeping and functioning without red wine. When Easter arrived, I was feeling a bit better physically and knew I didn’t want to drink again. However, I couldn’t stop crying. I was seeing a therapist and my first husband and I were seeing a marriage counselor. Life was overwhelming. Then my therapist told me to go to an AA meeting which was a life saver since the steps provide a design for living. The marriage counselor suggested that we were never going to work out our differences so I found a place to rent and moved out. I lost about twenty pounds since each bite of food took forever to chew and swallow. A sober woman took my phone calls and instructed me to tackle one kitchen drawer at a time. Was I packing the item or leaving it for him? I left the Waterford crystal, knives, and the booze. I took the china and silver which I use for the holiday get-togethers I host.
— KathyV
— KathyV
Very efficient and honest paragraph! The details are really effective!
ReplyDeleteSuch strength! Beautiful. Moving
ReplyDeletePowerful. Choices made. Choices lived into. Powerful story.
ReplyDeletestrength. I am in awe. I gave up caffeine but that was way easier than what you're talking about. congratulations.
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