
Aaron Dominguez
I couldn't lie enough. I couldn't hide enough. I couldn't drink enough. I couldn't be angry enough. I couldn't manipulate enough. I couldn't hate myself enough.
Read storyRecovery stories from people whose sobriety date falls in October — real accounts shared to remind anyone still struggling that they are not alone.

I couldn't lie enough. I couldn't hide enough. I couldn't drink enough. I couldn't be angry enough. I couldn't manipulate enough. I couldn't hate myself enough.
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Absolutely horrible I woke up at 27 hopeless and strung out on heroin meth and crack cocaine.
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Fun at first. Then it went to pure hell. Couldn't hold a job, relationship, and became completely isolated. Consumed by craving, obsession, and hating myself for it all.
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It was like being alive, but not living! I just was depressed and unhappy.
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Felt spiritually dead, empty. I knew I could no longer drink if I wanted to live.
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I was filled with fear and confusion. I am a reasonably smart woman with a strong will. I couldn't figure out how to stop. I'd make a promise every morning that today was the day... and fail...
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I started experimenting with substances at a young age, a normal age to do those things. I did it to have fun and explore. I didnt know the rabbit hole I was heading down. I started to look...
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Very lonely. I would go weeks where the only time I would leave the house would be to get food, smokes and rum. I spent years wallowing in depression and self pity.
Read storyI was an absent mother and an unreliable wife. Everything I did, and everything I thought, revolved around alcohol. It was exhausting. Most people in my life avoided me at all costs, and rig...
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Was always searching for something that wasn't there. Thought I could find happiness.
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It was like a rite. As soon as I could I would start drinking and drink until I passed out. Every day, and triple the amount on weekends. Not paying bills so I could buy.
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