......Dana

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