They have many faces…
We know them, we recognise their very being without even analysing, yet other times they become someone else.
They look like them.. but somehow they have changed, their speech has altered, their mannerisms more dramatic.
Some become funny, a spectacle of hilarity, whilst others become angry and argumentative.
Some become more excitable and want to dance, move and become more animated.
While others become slower, their co-ordination impaired.
Some become melancholy, weepy and bringing up past wrongs which they wish to relive through the tears.
Others become happy, wanting to sing and be the life and soul of the party.
Some want to hug and embrace everyone in their vicinity, whilst others only wish to inflict violence.
A slow change..
A metamorphosis…
And the only thing that links them all together..
Is that the next day, they will feel like hell on earth.
Alcohol affects us in many ways…
Each of us deal with it differently..
The only thing we all hope for, is that those addicted can recognise it…
Having fun is one thing…
Destroying peoples lives is another.
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Blaiserboy
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Oct 24 @ 3:17AM
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Brutal is its effect...! an insidious substance is alcohol...... stronger than steel... and devious as can be.....
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snidegrass
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Oct 24 @ 5:29AM
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oddly enuff, 50% of the world's people are teetotallers.
everyone in my family circle drank and a lot.
so i thought everyone did. not so. many never touch
the stuff. i got to get smashed at weddings starting
very early in life, four years old. with or without permission.
when i got married i had sobered up. didn't even get a sip of champagne.
faked the communion wine. everyone around me was gassed to the gills.
i was the only sober person at the reception. i watched the madness
with a funny sense of humour. and then finally i poured the new wife
in the pinto and away we went to lake arrowhead. she owned a porsche.
and a house. i made her richer. my purpose in life. to make the rich
richer. it was fun to do. more to the story. but it'd be a bore.
great post. safety, sanity and sobriety. i tell it to myself all the time.
the things i used to do. and so many of them, i just don' t remember.
did i really have sex with her? or how many? alcoholic blackouts, they happen.
malibu, virginia. wild times. did i get her pregnant? inhibitions go out the
window with the elixir of ecstasy. and then there is dope. far worse; the jet
plane to AA. and some can never get unhooked from it. sad really.
yay to NA and many other groups. they try so hard. some of the best
lose in the end, slip bad, and gone just like that. even your counselor.
some dope addicts are so professional you would never guess they
were dope addicts in a million years. real heroin addicts too.
sad. some are functional addicts. makes them normal. many in my family
were addicted to morphine too. some just keep it all secret, bottled up.
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gunn12fan
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Oct 24 @ 8:08AM
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Good Blog Charli....I can agree with this in so many ways........
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tentfire
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Oct 25 @ 12:40AM
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dizzydoll
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Oct 25 @ 8:49AM
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i agree with you 100% doll. When i was 31 I booked myself in an alcoholic home much to my friends and Gus' disgust because they all drank more than me. I have never regretted booking myself in there because the whole experience taught me such a lot. After i came out of that 2 week detox, i decided to only drink on Friday nights - once a week. I stuck to that rule for many years and now i dont drink that often at all. 
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misschoos
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Oct 26 @ 1:04PM
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I'll drink to that! 
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