First, I Had to Get Honest
Then the answers began to come through
I HAD BEEN in prison a little over six years before I started to take inventory on my past life. I only got into this inventory because the authorities had enough insight to see I had a lot of emotional problems.
I was sent to a diagnostic and treatment program. Here, I got my head together. I found myself not liking what I and others saw about myself. But I started to realize that I had not only emotional problems, but a disease there was no cure for. I realized I was an alcoholic.
Beacon, New York