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Drink, guilt, pain, drink, guilt, pain. Over and over again. A relentless giant wave of guilt, shame and pain. It was never-ending and no matter how hard I tried to moderate my drinking I never found my off swi…
Caryn Leach-Smith
Michele Maize
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Well-said. That's exactly how it feels!!
Sober Traveler | Wannabe Vegan | Yoga Addict. Dog-loving extrovert turned introvert. Owner of "The Maze". Editor at Black Bear and Globetrotters.
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