Sometimes I can’t tell what I hate more about my years of alcohol addiction. The years wasted or the fat tire around my waste that remains. It’s hard to say, because this stomach of mine gives me the absolute blues. I’ve tried exercise, personal trainers, dieting and just ugh. Nothing has given me the results I’m … Continue Reading
By the time I decided to quit drinking for good, my body had taken a beating. There was no part of me that wasn’t malfunctioning. NO part that hadn’t been affected by years of abuse. I knew I needed a complete overhaul, and I was ready — ready to feel better, look better, and be … Continue Reading
After decades of masking my insecurities with artificial arrogance, what I know now is my best effort presents in the light of complete exposure. I might as well face the fact that I am not perfect. Not even close. After surviving most of 2015 without a drink I”m hard pressed to substantiate any good reason … Continue Reading
