COLDER, DARKER WATERS OF THE ABYSS. What happened with me, and what happens with most dependent drinkers, is that I put more and more time together sober. Four days, seven days, ten days…so on. And spending that time sober, although tremendously hard, was also like being transported from the perilous, deep-sea shelving, to pootling around in a safe, warm, shallow reef with cute clown fish and smiley stingrays. You start to see that you like the reef a heckofalot better. Each time you go back out, you realize it’s a harder, longer swim back to the reef. You begin to realize that next time, you
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