Untangling the Web of Alcohol Abuse & ADHD
I once heard a woman at a meeting define alcoholism as a fundamental inability to be honest, not so much with other people but with the self.
Caroline Knapp • Drinking: A Love Story
The lie in every alcoholic heart is this:
I need to be something different than who I am in order to make my way in the world.
At first, alcohol helped me make that difficult caterpillar to butterfly transformation., from who I was to who I thought I needed to be. Later on, it helped me forget about the burgeoning distance between what I knew of mys... See more
I need to be something different than who I am in order to make my way in the world.
At first, alcohol helped me make that difficult caterpillar to butterfly transformation., from who I was to who I thought I needed to be. Later on, it helped me forget about the burgeoning distance between what I knew of mys... See more
T.B.D. • Into The Distance
Frank Brown added
My active drinking career highlighted a lot of things I didn’t know how to do:
- Be honest with myself.
- Understand my own motivations and needs.
- See my proper place in the world.
- Appreciate my own quirks.
- Believe that I’m enough for the world, as-is.
substack.com • Do the Thing You Don't Know How to Do - By T.B.D.
Frank Brown added
I drank to escape what I thought about myself.
T.B.D. • The Right Way to Pull a Weed
Frank Brown added
I don’t how shame came to be part of the equation of who I am—but it ran pretty deep. I think that sense of inner shame is pretty common among us alcoholics and addicts; it’s true that drinking and using let us escape other people and external obligations—but it was mostly me that I was running from.
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Frank Brown added
The only way I knew to accommodate the duality in me was to drink.
To Thine Own Self be True
Frank Brown added
Drinking had saved me. When I was a child trapped in loneliness, it gave me escape. When I was a teenager crippled by self-consciousness, it gave me power. When I was a young woman unsure of her worth, it gave me courage. When I was lost, it gave me the path: that way, toward the next drink and everywhere it leads you. When I triumphed, it celebrat
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