On 10 Jun 1996, I decided I'd had enough. No more hangovers. No more embarrassing stories about what I did at such & such a place. No more scraping together nickels & dimes to buy one more quart of cheap beer or pint of bar liquor. No more sifting thru bags of seeds to get enough weed to fill one more bowl. No more scraping the last of the residue of the mirror to get one more line. No More. I wanted to see my daughters grow up. I wanted money in my pocket. I wanted to live. That was the last day of my drunken & drugged existence, after 28 years of non-stop partying & the first day I said NO! No more. Coincidentally, & purely so, since I had done no research into the disease of alcoholism, it was also that date, June 10, 1935 that an American physician, Bob Smith (same name, no relation), had HIS last alcoholic drink, marking the traditional founding date of AA. I didn't find out that fact until I actually made it to "the rooms." I spent 28 days of group therapy & acutpuncture & then meetings. Many, many meetings. Here I am, 17 years later, a much better person than I would have become, had I continued on the party path, with two wonderful girls who their father involved in their lives...Thanks for letting me share...
On many, many levels !
30 years ago they didn't have women's shelters or decent laws for domestic violence
That first apartment (third floor in a 100 year old house) was cold in the winter and roasting in the summer and furnished with only the basics but in a decent neighborhood.
