i'm bringing this topic up cause at least for me i find remembering where i came from is a good reminder. like the saying, "keeping it green".
for those in recovery you may want to share too.

my reflections to name a FEW:
waking up in the morning in full withdrawal racing downstairs to get enough alcohol in me to stave off the shakes.
sipping thru a straw the first drinks cause i couldn't hold the glass
not moving except to lift the glass till having enough drinks so i wouldn't heave-ho
totally reclusive cause i felt i needed to drink all day
throwing up the alcohol and remedy was to pour another drink
keeping tv on without any sound (???!!!)
not only not answering the phone but disconnecting it from the wall (???!!!)
no HOPE, DESPAIR
feeling like my being was a total void...emptiness
in order to do anything i had to be drinking
making sure i had more than enough alcohol...one bottle was not enough
writing a map to help me remember where all my bottles were thruout the house.
going to different liquor stores so clerks didn't know how often i purchased more alcohol
praying to be taken in my sleep.
and last and the biggest memory-feeling like i had lost my SOUL.