Hello, my name is Dana and I am
an alcoholic. Hello Dana! The crowd responded.
I started drinking when I was 17.
My friend; Carla introduced me to alcohol and partying then I got addicted. It
became a thing of joy to get drunk, and then I became solely dependent on
alcohol as a source of happiness. I couldn't sleep, even work without some shots
of Hennessy.
Did you do anything fun!? Dan
asked from the crowd.
I wish! Sometime 4 years ago, I was
very drunk so I had to stay in-door. Prior to drinking, I used to sleep walk
but I thought I had gotten over it so I stopped taking precautions i.e. locking
all doors and windows and even sometimes having to cuff myself to my bed! Yea,
it was that bad. Anyways, after I got wasted, I slept on the sofa in my sitting
room. I woke the following day in my kitchen with a butchered chicken lying on
the floor and the knife still clutched in my hands. I was beyond confused. I laughed
at myself for a bit though. This is crazy! Apparently I had taken the chicken
from the freezer and cut it to bits….the process….very blur!
2 weeks later, there was a dead
man under my staircase and blood stains on my carpet. I couldn't remember anything
that had happened except the part where I was drinking and yapping with my
friend over the phone. I woke up in my bed like a sane person so how did I get
blood stains on my floor!? Holy cow, did I murder someone….I couldn't share
this information with anyone so I cleaned my house and let someone else call
the police. Thank God he wasn't dead in my apartment. 3 months passed without
any incident, in fact I was scared of going out so my life became one straight
line – home - work and back home. I still couldn't get the dead dudes face out
of my head but since the investigation had passed and they already called in
suspects, I felt more confident I didn't do anything rash! Maybe I was in the
stairs and had blood under my shoes or something….
6 months ago, I woke up sitting on
my balcony railings. People were screaming from the ground floor and I could
hear police sirens from afar. My heart sank when I realized I almost killed
myself. It was then it dawned on me that I am a risk to myself and others
around me. I was advised to join this group and I am seeing a psychiatrist for
evaluation.
Wow! Some story Dana!! Glad you
could share and enlighten us on…..Janet interferes… I would like to share my
story with the team too. My name is Janet and I am a watcher…I stay in the
apartment just below Dana and I can testify to all the nasty stuff she has
done. It is quite sad she doesn't even know half the things she is capable of
doing but I do and I have them all on tape…..
SHIT!!! Dana exclaims
