The Beginning of the Beginning

The first beer I drank and the first line I snorted was the beginning of the end.  Waking up in a basement of a strangers house,with my own dry blood caked on my face and thinking, I can’t do this anymore, was the beginning of a new beginning.

This is sobriety through my eyes, in an alcoholic mind many understand.

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