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I opened the doors to Hell and walked in gleefully.

Addictions run their course and in the aftermath you can get better, be ruined, or just die… not the odds I’m looking for.

Maybe if I had gone on like that I could have stopped myself in time. Maybe at that point I still had it in me to come through.

I forced my eyes open and saw the image that’s haunted me every day for the past years of my life. And every day, in my nightmares.

I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one-half his days and mad the other.