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Straight-up ALCOHOLIC, 21 yrs of age. Everything's been stripped from me by now. I'm not living in the gutters but I'm a shell of a person I used to be. Genius IQ, dropped out of one of the most esteemed universities in the nation of which I had tuition paid in full to pursue my drinking career. Former model too drunk to perform at work. Employee of the month, fired from six jobs in one year. Never had a license and was pretty sure it would've been taken away anyway. Black sheep of the family, not welcome at any event. Lost all of my alcoholic friends for being the worst alcoholic of the bunch (thats irony). Ruined countless romantic relationships and struggling to show the only person I love I can be better. Close to living on the street.
These things will change if I maintain my sobriety. I'll let you know how things progress. Great thing I will try to live by from now on:
"Anything I put before my sobriety, I will lose."
It's time.
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May 8, 2008, 8:37 am Dear
Alcohol, For
a
very
long
time
now
I
have
considered
you
my
best
friend.
I
always
figured
we'd
be
together
forever,
even
if
we
were
the
last
ones
standing.
You
were
my
favorite
one
to hang
out
with
and
nothing
else
mattered
but
you
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