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Greetings to you~

I use to be the one sent down to the wine cellar, to choose the appropriate wine for the occasion to compliment the meal.
Yep, those were the days.
I come from a family that revolves around the drink, esp, the fine wines.
It began that way.

As this disorder escaladed, I ended up in comma's, rehabs, and driving under the influence of a bottle of Bacardi O by my seat, with shots of Blue Moon beer to chase it down, across from one state to the next until I stopped at a rest stop and was found, as I could drive, but could not walk.

I went to a gathering a few evenings ago with family to experience some fine cuisine as those present, as well as myself love specialty foods.
I sipped on tea, and it was a wonderful experience. I saw the wines hit the others and it was interesting to see the difference in being present in the moment.

Yes, that one bottle of Red was a delight, one day, esp when I would make a favorite-home made spaghetti.

That changed with time, and quckly in my situation for now it is 3 bottles of wine, plus what ever else I slam into these cells for they scream for an endless amount. The call does not even care if it is old, spoiled, tasteless.
A far cry from the wine tasting experience.


I feel such a familiarity with your story; at first it was noticable by family and friends and then I went on to loose amazing jobs, as I had to drink on the job for its call took priority.
Friends, fell away, some family distanced themselves.
I would , in time, be found close to death, half in a bathtub, in a Vodka induced coma as the wine was not enough as my tolerance went off the charts.

I pray you stay close here, there is amazing support from all walks, with a common connection that runs very deep. I believe coming here has saved my life, I am scattered in my days strung together, but it is not worse.
I am better for being here, feeling apart of this gathering so rare and precious and pure.

I hope for the very best for you, also.