My excesses have been all over the place. I have, as mentioned before, drank alcohol and smoked marijuana every day for years. On most days the drinking did not start until happy hour, it never got to the point that I would need a drink in the morning to steady my nerves, and I have the weed to thank for that. Because I was smoking it all day every day, I was high enough that I could put off the booze until the end of the day. This literally went on for twenty five years. When I remember the way that I used to live it really disgusts me, and yet I know that my obsessive mind is always a compulsive thought away from the next drink. That is why I have to keep going to meetings, because there is a part of me that will always let me know that one drink would be harmless, even pleasant. The meetings remind me that one drink will trigger the obsession that will bring on the excess, perhaps to the point of my own demise. But the meetings also give me the opportunity to reach out my hand to help someone that is trying to get sober, to stay sober, that needs help. When I finally dragged myself into my first meeting I was surrounded by people that offered themselves to be of service to me. These people saved my life, and I want to be there to be able to do the same.
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