I am writing this blog for two reasons, one: in hopes that my story will help another alcoholic, and two: because I truly believe this is what I was intended to do, this is my "calling", if you will (although I despise that term). Honestly, I need to get this out because I had a dream, which I will write about, that made me anxious to tell my story. My story is nothing utterly spectacular, but maybe I will reach someone who needs to hear what I have to say, and who will find the inspiration to change their own life.
My name is Renee, and I'm an alcoholic. I'm pretty sure I was born an alcoholic. Addiction is prevalent on both sides of my family. My mom will argue until she's "blue in the face" that I most certainly was NOT born with any affliction, but there are many case studies and scientific proof out there that can prove otherwise.
Regardless, I have just celebrated my "2nd birthday". By God's grace, I am alive and sober. I asked God to remove my urge to drink, and low and behold, I am now actually repulsed by even the smell of mouth wash! If you have had a drink of anything containing alcohol, I can smell you a mile away! Seriously.
My intent is to write a little bit about myself, randomly, and eventually lead into the story which inspired the title of my blog. I have many thoughts, ideas, and dreams, some very random, that I'm sure will also make it into my entries. In my next writing, I will detail the vision, the bizarre, crazy dream which has started this whole mess!! Good night, and dream a little dream!!
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