Fault

I can’t complain about my life, growing up. Oh, I drank too much at times, but I was happy with the way it turned out. The same could be said about how I made out as a parent. I had a wife and two kids while working at jobs making the most I could per hour. Most years paying the bills was all I managed to do with proficiency. It was during those years that I spent a lot of time looking for the party that was getting harder and harder to find. After a mutually acceptable divorce and grandchildren now in the picture, I found myself living alone in a one-acre home not far from work. That’s where it finally happened, I miscalculated my Sunday drinking and in a terrified state called off work on Monday morning. That night after coming in and out of consciousness watching shows I had no interest in, I awoke for the last time in this terrified state and realized the booze wasn’t taking it away. That’s when I drove to the ER and admitted I was an alcoholic that didn’t want to drink anymore.