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Kreeves....I've thought of this many times:
If Alcohol Had a Name
If we were to assign a name and a face to alcohol addiction, what would it look like? In my case, it'd be a really handsome man. Someone who could melt me with a look or the raise of an eyebrow....a hint at what lies ahead. Once seduced, the handsome man becomes more demanding. He becomes a demon to which I am a slave. He is abusive in every way, physically, mentally and emotionally.... He has but ONE GOAL and that is to overtake me and all that I have. He wants my self respect, he wants my worldly belongings, he wants my most precious relationships. This opponent wants MY LIFE.
With all of this knowledge, I repeatedly fall for his tricks. Over and over and over.....in fact, it isn't until he has almost won, that I take a step back and see what he is doing to me. AND EVEN THEN, I'm willing to give him second, third and fourth chances. I just can't seem to let him go, he keeps calling me back. He keeps making promises and he ALWAYS breaks them. The promises get better and more alluring but then so do the disappointmenst. I reach behind his back for some help with this....I ask others how can I learn to live with this lover? How can I keep him and make him change so that I can still have him in my life? I'm told that you can't do it...like any abusive relationship, you must get out. 'I can't live without him', I plead.....'YES YOU CAN', comes a reply. And with some help and coaching from those people who did the same thing with the same man, I am able to break free. The man never changes his story, so he is easy to spot. He tells the same stories and the same lies and like sheep we all follow. Knowledge is power. Day by day we learn more. Day by day we gain strength and he loses his grip. Eventually, the Beast is starved, but we all know that one sip of his nectar will bring him right back to life in full regalia.
If we reported this man to the police, he'd be arrested and prisoned. Why would anyone sign up for this kind of abuse? That is the paradox of addiction. We love what is killing us.
If Alcohol had a name, it would be Hell on Earth. Dispair, Disdain, Destruction. He is the most formidable opponent I've ever encountered.....the most clever, the most cunning. I don't understand it, but I no longer have to live it. For me, AL has a name, and it's the opposite of life. It's the opposite of my happy home and my great job. AL is the opposite of everything I want in life. I hate AL for what it has done to me and my friends here. Stay strong, nesters, this one's out to kill us. DONT GIVE IN NO MATTER WHAT!! Byrdie
Kreeves....I've thought of this many times:
If Alcohol Had a Name
If we were to assign a name and a face to alcohol addiction, what would it look like? In my case, it'd be a really handsome man. Someone who could melt me with a look or the raise of an eyebrow....a hint at what lies ahead. Once seduced, the handsome man becomes more demanding. He becomes a demon to which I am a slave. He is abusive in every way, physically, mentally and emotionally.... He has but ONE GOAL and that is to overtake me and all that I have. He wants my self respect, he wants my worldly belongings, he wants my most precious relationships. This opponent wants MY LIFE.
With all of this knowledge, I repeatedly fall for his tricks. Over and over and over.....in fact, it isn't until he has almost won, that I take a step back and see what he is doing to me. AND EVEN THEN, I'm willing to give him second, third and fourth chances. I just can't seem to let him go, he keeps calling me back. He keeps making promises and he ALWAYS breaks them. The promises get better and more alluring but then so do the disappointmenst. I reach behind his back for some help with this....I ask others how can I learn to live with this lover? How can I keep him and make him change so that I can still have him in my life? I'm told that you can't do it...like any abusive relationship, you must get out. 'I can't live without him', I plead.....'YES YOU CAN', comes a reply. And with some help and coaching from those people who did the same thing with the same man, I am able to break free. The man never changes his story, so he is easy to spot. He tells the same stories and the same lies and like sheep we all follow. Knowledge is power. Day by day we learn more. Day by day we gain strength and he loses his grip. Eventually, the Beast is starved, but we all know that one sip of his nectar will bring him right back to life in full regalia.
If we reported this man to the police, he'd be arrested and prisoned. Why would anyone sign up for this kind of abuse? That is the paradox of addiction. We love what is killing us.
If Alcohol had a name, it would be Hell on Earth. Dispair, Disdain, Destruction. He is the most formidable opponent I've ever encountered.....the most clever, the most cunning. I don't understand it, but I no longer have to live it. For me, AL has a name, and it's the opposite of life. It's the opposite of my happy home and my great job. AL is the opposite of everything I want in life. I hate AL for what it has done to me and my friends here. Stay strong, nesters, this one's out to kill us. DONT GIVE IN NO MATTER WHAT!! Byrdie
( thinking about it a lot life can be boring 
It sounds like you had fun with your kids this weekend,keep up the good work! :goodjob:
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