I read here everyday, I don't always post but I always read.
On March the 5th 2010 I was released from my in patient rehab, the hardest 4 weeks I have ever done.
Since that time I have tried my very best to stay away from al. My company was shot and a previous multi million dollar business was on the brink of collapse at my release. My wife has done every thing she can to rebuild but growing businesses is not her skill set.
So I gathered up what money I had left and in fit of blind optimism, I withdrew our contract from our Parent company and rebranded our sales division as an independent company. During this time I have had to create a completely new brand and then market it to the general public in what is already an over crowded market place.
In the midst of all of this I have fallen several times but never for more than two or three days and I have picked my self back up and struggled on.
Today I make 90 unbroken days for the first time this year. My new company is profitable - just, and I have great hopes for the future. This path is never easy and I continue to challenge myself and push for a better tomorrow.
So today, I am no longer wealthy and I have lost all of my previous ego. I am no longer bullet proof and I am very careful day to day. I take antibuse every single day and may well do until the day I die. I look at the prospect of a day one again and I feel like being sick, I just don't think I can ever do that again. The shakes, the nausea and the guilt. when I read of others on their day ones my stomach churns and I almost cry, so keen is the empathy for those mornings of the day after. Thank you to everyone for just being here and being supportative, you make a difference to many, many people every single day.
Dave.
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