Welcome back.
So happy you did make it back.
And grateful you made it back with only a broken wrist.
This disease will kill you. Many people don’t make it back.
There’s a celebration of life this weekend near me for a beautiful soul who was sober for a good while. A great person, smart, intelligent, and he went out. Thought he could drink a couple. And now we will never see him again. 36 years old. What a shame.
I’m glad you’re still alive.
No one can make me drink. That choice is mine. And mine alone.
Try a meeting.
I hope to see you around.
