Dear Booze: When my life fell apart, you were there. I used to think I couldn’t be happy without you.
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There is a part of me—even after seventeen years of sobriety—that whispers ever-so-seductively every summer that it might be acceptable to start drinking again.
A voice that sounded like mine whispered that today a drink would feel amazing. A drink would make me feel whole and perfect. I would be able to breathe deeply and fit “right” inside of my skin. My problems would evaporate, seeming weightless and unimportant. Life would feel wonderful.
I read an article about Chrissy Teigen on Buzzfeed ….