Almost exactly two years ago Marco left. I did very little of my usual persuasion to make things right again. It was the Friday that school let out for Spring Break and the cars were packed with all the things to make for a relaxing fishing trip up the Devil’s River via the emergency boat…
Tag: alcoholism
MY WAR FOUGHT ON THE HOMEFRONT
The more I talk to people about my former life, the more I realize that they truly don’t get what alcoholism is really like. I get a irritated when my friends jokingly call themselves or others alcoholics. That is like thinking I understand what it is like to go to war because I watched Apocalypse…
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