my name is degzy, i am a 43 year old recovering alcoholic, though apparently there is no such term? i should know its on my c.v & believe me i was pretty hands on. this is my account, on 26 september 2006 i had a liver failure & a large haemorrhagic stroke in my right temporal lobe, it took me 14 months to learn how to walk, talk & wipe my own ass agian, just recently ive been told that my alcoholism was hiding a multitude of sins. 1 day i could pick up a catalogue & want to buy everything in it, & the next day i dont have the energy to pick it up. and also i have cirrhosis but the thing that worrys me more is that just recently ive found myself, on good days going & sitting in bars, i haven't picked up yet but i find that it has become somewhat of an obsession. its on my mind every waking hour, im actually losing weight, thinking & worrying about it.
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