extremely happy to say that after the drugs and alcohol where put away what remained was the wild and crazy s.o.b. that i always was

the fear of losing my identity was an excuse i used to keep from pursuing sobriety

so a challenge was offered to me, find that guy behind the curtain of intoxication and see if you like him, and after i got to know him

i did

the reality, i was afraid and often still am to be the ”real” me

so to pump up my self-esteem, i medicated myself

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the courage to accept myself, embrace myself, justify myself has gradually happened

i don’t have to explain myself or attempt to react in a way you will accept

i just have to be the best ”me ” i can be, and that’s for me and nobody else

not stoned, not drunk, not ”snowed” just a 65 year old fart ”still crazy after all these years,” and i am very please with that

feral