I could not suspect or know that I would diverge from all the social drinkers in the world about me in my early years of drinking. By the time my Kryptonite, Alcohol, had taken hold, my long, slow death spiral had already begun. Suspicion, divergence, insanity, brick wall. "Pride goeth before the fall." This I did not know. I drank that knowledge away.
from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Day 13)
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