Four years ago while wallowing in a Weld County jail cell, I made a choice. I could continue on to the bitter end, blotting out the consciousness of my intolerable situation OR I could accept help. I became willing to do ANYTHING to actually live life. The identification that one alcoholic has with another is mysterious, spiritual - almost incomprehensible. But it is there. And it is there I get to let go of my contempt and investigate the inner workings of my own mind. Today I am able to recognize who I really am and do my best to live harmoniously with all.
