I Recoil from my own Substance Use, this Gift of God.

From the day I put down the first drink, from July 22, 1987, as I drove in terror away from the last of breaking into lasting full-time teaching, at that moment I recognized my utter terror, the dreams drinking and drugging had torn away from my soul, this shall I ever weep because I hadContinue reading “I Recoil from my own Substance Use, this Gift of God.”