BongoGal
Compartmentalizing
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There used to be a brewpub in western MA that served a basil infused beer called Bazilla. After a single sip, the cravings for pizza would be overwhelming.
Let’s have dinner!
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Dribble
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I just celebrated 39 years clean last week. I can still close my eyes and smell the swamp cooler...see the color of the carpet...walls...the blood on my arms...and remember everything that made me change my life. I never want to go back there. I know I would never have another chance. I have learned....it really wasn't about the drugs or alcohol. It was about why I used the drugs and alcohol. Those were the only tools I had to cope. So I don't drink.
It isn't that I am against it. I have had a glass of champagne at a wedding. Or a good wheat beer at a BBQ. It is just I don't need it. I do it only to make others comfortable...cause for some reason...it makes others uncomfortable. If you come to my house....I don't offer you a drink. If I go to yours...I may accept...I may not...it really is how important you are in my life. If you are important...and it makes you happy...I will have a beer. But I never accept a second.
It isn't that I am against it. I have had a glass of champagne at a wedding. Or a good wheat beer at a BBQ. It is just I don't need it. I do it only to make others comfortable...cause for some reason...it makes others uncomfortable. If you come to my house....I don't offer you a drink. If I go to yours...I may accept...I may not...it really is how important you are in my life. If you are important...and it makes you happy...I will have a beer. But I never accept a second.
