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(part one)

Well, I’m back. I’ll tell you what happened.

The last four months pretty much sucked. September through December fused together into roughly 120 days of emotionless futility. I would wake up around 4:30 p.m. feeling exhausted and famished, dreading the next 12 hours. A second beer along with a couple of 10 mg Vicodin (not to mention A hit off of the pinch and a shot of R and R) would push those feelings at bay. And so on for the rest of the day. I would sit in my chair and watch TV until the 18 pack would run out and then on to bed, usually around 4:30 a.m. after Emeril would go off. The “routine” was more like slavery. I wasn’t looking for a job, I didn’t have the time. No time for “lovin’ “, I was too busy getting fucked up round the clock. Strange behavior for a former Substance Abuse Counselor. You see, I had been sober in Alcoholics Anonymous for 13 years before the relapse that culminated in the “slavery”. Also I had reached nearly 400 pounds, but that is another addiction… I never could seem to do things in moderation. When I work, I go all out. When I fuck things up, I do it up right and proper.

I was cruising blindly along on this path to nowhere when a bomb was dropped on me. A bomb of my own fabrication with “Dear John” stenciled on its nose cone. I was informed that an intervention had been planned. I reacted with anger and a staunch warning any activity of this nature would be met with ire. On December 27, my wife left me. I returned to A.A. on December 30, and haven’t had a drink of alcohol since. I did slip twice with the pain medication. I really like getting fucked up. A week after my reentry to A.A., the intervention did occur. Several people who I love and who love me came to my aid, each telling me of my importance to them. Two of the people there were old friends with whom I had worked with in the treatment field. They convinced me that the best course for me would be treatment at an inpatient facility. I agreed to go to inpatient treatment at The Haven in Dothan, AL.