Had my best friend from high school through 30 die yesterday. He couldn’t stop drinking. The liver only allows so much. I, and many others, had to back away. He ruined his marriage, relationship with kids, and most all others, except for fellow drunks. I’ve only spoken to him sparsely over the years. It was mostly him asking for money. So many times I wanted to help, but it was like throwing gasoline on a fire.
I know some of you like to partake a bit. If you’re not sure you have a problem, ask your family. If they say you might, then you do. Get some help. Fight to live.
You only get this one shot.
And talk to Jesus. You’ll be glad you set up that relationship because if you don’t stop, you’ll be having the next one face to face.
Love you all, except for those I don’t. You know who you are.
Get help.
Fight to live.