I would spend most nights in Carrie’s bed with her, watching old movies, eating ice cream, chain smoking and crying. I was a real joy to be around but Carrie didn’t judge me.
It was December 27th 2016 and I woke up somewhat excited. Wait, let me take that back, I have an anxiety disorder along with being 12 years clean and sober so I woke up with panic and untreated alcoholism. It took me about an hour of prayer and meditation in order to get to a place where I didn’t want to check myself into a mental institution.