Anonymous Alcoholic

Let me tell you a little story about being an ole dude like me. I never wanted to be the good guy in the movies. I've always idolised the screen presence of the bad guy. Black leather scruffy beard smell of weed and liqour. Slow motion. If I go out drinking and get to a certain level of drunken stupor, I turn into the bad guy. I can't tell you how many nights I went bar, casino, titty club. Some nights I would go titty club before the casino so that the money lost is worth it. Honestly feeling like I'm breaking some man code telling this so let me get to my real inspiration for writing.

My buddy is an alcoholic...per say. The public diagnosis is such. Some people say it us a weakness of the mind. He can't handle the mind so he let's the spirits take over. I've seen studies and have to agree with this...most excessive drinking stems from mental hardship. The thoughts of our ultimate demise makes me crave some whiskey. But more common is the subconscious thought of not having became the person you thought you would be. I don't want to write a book so I will tell you what I told him.

Start doing something that you are truly passionate about... immediately. Trust me. Trust you. No fucking excuses.

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