I won't ask questions.Īnyways, I'm not asking for advice, but I do welcome your responses.
Maybe I'll find out what happened one day or maybe I won't. My childhood friend may have been up against overwhelming odds in the age of Covid. These nightmare are a reminder of a past life. Anyway, being an a former alcoholic has been liberating.
#Core of my addiction fireflight full
It wasn't super easy and felt strangely out of pattern to pass a full day with no booze. Alcohol was like a full time job with added overtime. Of course, I had the power to stop drinking, but I didn't want to. I do recall the days when I knew that the compulsion to keep my stash filled and myself "loaded" would eventually lead to my demise. It's been strange to have these dreams since I have felt so far removed from my old life as an alcoholic. These nightmares just chill me to the core and cause me to be on edge all day.
Since June, I've occasionally awoken from a terrible nightmare about returning to my former life of heavy drinking. It's just hard to believe that he is gone and at such a young age. At the very least, I was able to post a nice message on his obituary. It would have been nice to have reached out to him. I'm sure it was not easy to handle at all. I don't know the details of his passing, but I know that he had been struggling with substance abuse, a felony conviction, moving in with his parents and the isolation that Covid has caused.
It's been some months now, I had a great childhood friend pass in June. I'm finally getting around to posting about this news that has sent a chill down my spine.
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