When I Think About What Love Has...

"When I think about what love has brought me, I remember the times that my only refuge is alcohol. It helps me forget about my pain and my misery. I forget about the person I have given the power to hurt me. Experience has taught me to be wise, and I keep with me one hard earned lesson amidst my drunken stupor--giving too much of myself to somebody is almost the same as suicide."

~ Realizations of an alcoholic