Matt H.

Just thought I'd share a bit of my story. I lived a pretty wild life. There is a portion of my life that even my family and closest friends know nothing about. I was working as a bouncer and dating an exotic dancer. I got very heavy into alcohol and tried every drug put in front of me. For a while I had it all under control. Eventually the relationship failed and the drinking stopped being for fun and became a crutch. I would set up 5 empty shot glasses each night. The last one was a double shot. Each morning the second I woke up I'd fill those glasses with bottom shelf whiskey and slam all 5 to start my day. I'd stay drunk the entire day, eating once a day. Just enough to keep me alive. I was slowly becoming Nick Cage in Leaving Las Vegas. I never puked when I drank. One morning I woke up and filled my glasses. As I was about to take the first shot I felt very nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and puked out what looked like well used motor oil. That was a wake up call. I immediately dumped out all 5 shots and the rest of the bottle into that same toilet. That was the last drink I had and it was almost 15 years ago. Now I work as a caregiver for the intellectually disabled and have my Demons Behind Me!