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When I Grow Up
She wanted to be an artist. She became an alcoholic. Now she's a sober artist
When I was younger I never said, "I want to be an alcoholic when I grow up." I was too short to be a model or a stewardess. My voice was not good enough to be a rock star. I was too shy to be a movie star.
But I did have a passion for creating things. I loved designing paper doll clothes, making troll doll clothes, then my own school clothes. I made my own jewelry and India bedspread halter tops and curtains for my 1968 Dodge van. I painstakingly patched my bell-bottom jeans with scraps of the bedspread material all over the barest spots and strutted around in my leather-fringed...
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He grew up with a lot of very specific expectations. They kept him drinking until he let them go
Remember, Dream, Live
Three words to guide one's sobriety
It took a lot of years of drinking and a correct diagnosis of his bipolar disorder before he could get sober
At the Candy Cane Ball
From the beginning, it was clear that alcohol was going to be a problem