Know When To Walk Away, and Know When To Run!
August 24 th , 2018. This date might not mean anything to you, but for me, it was the day my world changed. Over 5 years ago, I drank my final sip of alcohol. This is the longest that I have been sober in my life since the age of 16. 33+ years of abusing alcohol has taken its toll on me physically, relationally, and mentally. I found out recently that this is apparently an inherited trait, as my father was also an alcoholic. The ironic part of this revelation is that I didn't even grow up with my father. I don't know the man. I couldn't pick him out of a police lineup (ironically, he was part of quite a few of those). When I was in middle school, my mother took me to meet him. I don't think she wanted us to get to know each other. I think she wanted me to see that I wasn't missing out on much not having him be a part of my life. It's funny how we can take inherit the characteristics of relatives that aren't even part of our lives, like twins that are se...