I begged for mercy. I was a volunteer firefighter, drunk, leading men into a fire. I could barely walk. That’s when I knew I couldn’t go on like that anymore. Two days later I was alone, drunk again and I begged God to save me and he did. One day at a time, hell somethings are 15 seconds at a time. Went to AA after about 6 months of white-knuckling. That was in South East Florida ‘98 – ‘05. That is the short version of a long and sometimes heartbreaking story. We all have them.
I’m now grateful and living a blessed life with a family and 5 kids. I’m living in long term recovery and I’m grateful. How can I help?