By Mara Shapshay

October 26, 2017

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I would spend most nights in Carrie's bed with her, watching old movies,

eating ice cream, chain smoking and crying. I was a real joy to be around

but Carrie didn't judge me.

 

It was December 27th 2016 and I woke up somewhat excited. Wait, let me take

that back, I have an anxiety disorder along with being 12 years clean and

sober so I woke up with panic and untreated alcoholism. It took me about an

hour of prayer and meditation in order to get to a place where I didn't want

to check myself into a mental institution.