I Believed I Was Crazy

One morning, after the office holiday party, I woke up with a massive hangover next to my boyfriend who looked at me with complete disgust. My antics, or “adventures” as I liked to call them, just weren’t cute anymore. I knew I had to do something; I wasn’t going to remain alone for the rest of my life because I couldn’t drink. I knew a woman who was sober and happy about it so I reached out and asked for help. That was seven years ago.

At first I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do with myself and I had absolutely no idea of who I was or what I was capable of. I had hated myself for so long that I was sure everyone else felt the same way. Little by little I began to open my eyes and realize people weren’t nearly as obsessed with me as I thought; in fact, they were coping or struggling just like me. I found this very comforting . . . I am not alone. I am not insane. I am not a bad person. I am an alcoholic and so I do whatever I need to do to stay sober. I laugh, cry, play, dance and walk through all that life has to offer without regret. I have friendships based on trust, love and service. I belong.

Maria, 43

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