Sunday, 3 May 2026

When I first admitted I had a problem.

​When I first admitted I had a problem
I knew it was something I couldn’t control, 
I did the classic thing, didn’t drink for a few days, then it hit me… this disease needed to go.

I still miss it
the liquor down my throat, 
The way it made me feel, giving me a bit of Dutch courage to excite that moment 
When really I needed hope, before this exacerbated and went hellbent.

I want a drink now
I want a drink to calm me down, 
I am not in a system where I can act like a child, meaning shout and overload,
I later call Samaritans, they are the Angels that are blessed to have always showed. 

This disease gets you
Please don’t do what hit me and others before, 
This is now a time of reflection, these shares in A.A. could never become a bore.

Jason
3rd May 2026

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