When you are young with no one to confide in, you have a dilemma...

When the world is smiling and saying, “You can trust me.” And the world lies. You find out there is no one you can trust; save yourself… You can become consumed with the fears, or you can drink. I chose the latter.

In hindsight, I knew something was wrong with me, I just didn’t know what it was. I eventually found out that I was an alcoholic. What a relief. I thought it was something far more serious.

Even if I’d have known that back in the day, I couldn’t be sure that this would have made a lick of difference, for I was too ill-equipped and young/immature to face any fears.

This is why I have said that alcohol saved my life. It kept me alive until I was able to face life without it… and for that, I am grateful.