In the years since, I've heard so many people talk about their last drink. I don't know what my last drink was. I just have no clue.
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But, the next morning, when I woke up, I knew it was enough. Too much. ... I'd had another bad night two days earlier, just like that.
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I'd had countless other bad, and many worse, nights before that. For years before that. But, for some reason, that morning was different.
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I decided to do something. I realized I didn't have the answers. I started asking for help. I made changes. And, I stopped drinking.
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That morning was June 27, 2010. Every day since, one day at a time, has been a gift.pic.twitter.com/oBCINC3qBF
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My life is unimaginable to me. I have a family I love and who I love to be around. I have amazing friends in DC — and all over the country.
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I have a job that is so much more than just a job to me. It is a career, of course, but I also get to do what I love, with support.
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I have ridiculously talented co-workers, amazing editors — and I work somewhere that wants me to be honest about who I am on my terms.
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I still falter every day. I still fuck up, I'm still impatient, & I still forget, at moments, that's it's OK not to know & to ask for help.
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