14 months ago marks one of the greatest moments of my life; at 4.5 times over the legal driving limit, I got behind the wheel of my car and flipped it. A broken nose and ribs were the height of my injuries. I didn’t cause harm to anyone apart from myself and my dog. It’s all a blur, one I’m grateful for because within a week of this, I found myself in a hospital detoxing for the next 9 days. I finally hit rock bottom, one that wasn’t robbed from me.
I was sick and tired of being sick and tired, but so lost and scared. I was scared because I couldn’t see a life with or without alcohol, which terrified me. But, the booze stopped working, no matter the quantity I poured down my throat, oblivion wasn’t quite the same.