My life at that moment seemed almost impossible to live.

Twenty four months earlier I had declared myself a raging alcoholic on the verge of prolonged suicide and spent five weeks in an addiction clinic.

            Thirteen months earlier I had given up smoking thinking that as I had managed to do it with one addiction, the second one would be easier.

            Six months earlier I had finally decided to give up what I hoped was my last addiction. I divorced my husband. Continue reading