No More Angry Nights
Until he got sober, he spent his evenings smoking, drinking and nursing grudges
When I showed up on the door step of A.A, my mind was in a state that could only be described warped. My evenings were spent alone and taken up with hours of smoking, drinking, and nursing grudges from the recent and distant past. Anger and bitterness and self-pity and blaming were my constant companions. I was honing hatred to a fine edge.
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