Wednesday, May 8, 2013


 I am flying to Washington DC next week to share my story.  I am super raw right now.  In order to get prepared to speak I had to mentally go back to what it was like. I rarely do fact I don't do it at all-unless the story can help another alcoholic. It is uncomfortable, and it makes me sad. I forget how much I have been through-and I like it that way.

 I look at my past as a set of my very own encyclopedias. I can take one down from the shelf, share the information, and gently place it back up on the shelf until I need them next. Right now I feel like I have them all open at once, and it is upsetting.

This seems to happen when I share publicly. I guess everyone would do it if it was easy, right!?

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