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A Cold January Night

The night that he tried to end his life would wind up being the night his life began again

It was a cold wet dreary January night in 1990. I was spiritually, emotionally, physically and financially bankrupt. I no longer could live with or without alcohol. Although my alcoholism had kept me from visiting my mother in the hospital, it didn't keep me from buying more alcohol. It ran every aspect of my life.

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