I stared to drink at age 18 to fit in with my friends. I thought it was drinking that gave me a personality and I never thought I had anything to offer without it. Eventually I realized I was being laughed at by my “friends”, so I began to drink alone. You stop growing when you enter addiction. I was stuck at age 18 and never learned how to live in a grown-up world.
I just did what I did best-drank and hid from life. At age 45, something in me snapped and I decided I wanted to start living. I entered a treatment program and found a counselor who helped me learn how to love and respect myself. If I knew life could be this good and this real after three short years in recovery, I would have done this long ago! Recovery had taught me how to live again.