My name is Ryan and I'm an alcoholic. I know that because I tried everything to stop drinking and couldn't. I couldn't drink in moderation, switching brands did nothing, and my will power was not enough to stop. I lied, cheated, stole and manipulated everyone around me to get what I wanted.
Hello, my name is Erica, and I'm an alcoholic. I am also an alum and resident at the Jean Marie House with 14 months of sobriety. I’m still flighty and easily distracted, so I will work diligently at keeping this short and on topic, lol. I grew up in Cleveland on 89th between Cedar & Quincy Ave.
Hi, my name is Barb, and I am a 58-year-old recovering alcoholic. As a child I was surrounded by the crazy world of alcoholism. Not my nuclear family, but pretty much the rest of my outside family including grandparents. As a child I was shielded the best my parents could, but it was still there.
My name is Maggie and I am an alcoholic. My sobriety date is October 30th 2017. I was born and raised on the west side of Cleveland with my Mom, Dad, and an identical twin sister. For years I thought I had a "normal" childhood. It wasn't until the age of about 15 or 16 I started to realize I did not.
My name is Lou B. and I am an Alcoholic. For years I was in various states of denial, anger, and fear. I was missing God, Faith, Acceptance, and Willingness. Without those I bounced around rehabs, hospitals, and the rooms of AA with varying levels of success and a lot of learning experiences.
My name is Toni and I'm a sober alcoholic. I was born on the west side of Cleveland to a middle class, hard working family. My dad was an alcoholic, and from an early age I learned about living with fear and being quiet. I also have some forms of abuse in my story. Those things didn't make me an alcoholic, but they did give me very unhealthy coping skills.
My name is Sara G. and I’m an ALCOHOLIC; not something I would’ve admitted, a little over 14 months ago. See, 14 months ago I was just “homeless” and needed a “little help”. But come to find out I suffered from this disease of the mind called alcoholism, and I needed a lot more than just a “little help”.