Stop Drinking

Thanks for all that!

My relationship, right now, is motherfuckin bangin! We're just past two months, but seems like much more. We had a little summer thing when we were 13/15 and roughly 33 years later she offhandedly asked me to take her fishing.

She's the girl behind the counter in a small town and I was just getting back from walleye fishing, buying smokes on my way home. She says: "I wanna go fishing!" I giggled, being contently single for a little while, I didn't immediately bite.. I'd been turning down dates for a few months at that time, getting my fuckin head together. Walked to my car, sat down and told myself: "Why the fuck not, man?" So I wrote my name and phone number down, took it inside and handed it to her, saying "Shit, I'll take ya fuckin fishin. I'm single and there's no bullshit.." Not sure why I said it that way, but that's basically what I said. She looks at me with a face-busting grin, full of surprise, saying: "You don't know who I am, do you?" I saw her tag says "Angie" and I immediately said: "You're not My fuckin Angie...., are you!?!" She just patted her chest laughing and shaking her head up and down. Like a fucking idiot, I said: "I'm gonna go get fucking drunk.." smiled, walked out the goddamn door and left, with that thought raging through the years and into my head. I made it about a block before I pulled a U-turn and went back. She's standing outside burning through a cigarette with shaking hands.. She had already sent me a message during the few seconds before I'd turned and gone back.. We talked a for few. I drove home, then went back to pick her up after her shift ended. We hit the mountains and talked for hours. I dropped her off with the sweetest, longest awaited kiss I've ever given.

That's the only night we've spent apart since then. We found each other in spots in our lives where having a relationship was possible. We took that opportunity, and we're making something goddamn beautiful of it..

She's the most relatable person I've ever met, in so many ways.

She's in the midst of healing from a different problem than I have with fucking liquor. And we're both doing so much to help the other to stay fuckin sober. And we're fucking doing the damn thing. I honestly wouldn't have known I was and alcoholic without her. I'd just been doing my thing every night after work for so fucking long that it was just my normal.. I didn't realize how fucked-up I really had gotten. As long as I'm alone, it's not really a problem... But, add someone else into the mix, and the possibility of dealing with things on my mind, and those cunts I call my "Boys In The Basement" come right up to the surface and proceed to very effectively fuck shit up. And not only does she understand this, she also has her own "Bitches In The Basement" and I absolutely hate that for her. Because I know what it's like to live with that goddamn curse.

This may not make a lot of sense to you.. And I'm sorry about that, but it helps me to write it the fuck down. We had a long very revealing conversation about this last night. And later on, I can go back and find this comment as my reminder.

I hope your relationship grows as mine is right now. It's so fucking good for me, for my sobriety and for hers. I truly hope you both make it, together and more in love. This is a fucking long-legged giant step to make. And it kinda takes constant attention. Let's fuckin get at it!

My lunch is over, I'm outta clicks of the clock to write.

Let's not drink a goddamn motherfuckin drop together this fine assed day!