Echoes of My Father (Giving Up Alcohol)

The older I get, the more I start to fill out my Dad’s shoes. I look in the mirror and see him daily. I speak and I hear his voice. I’ve come to a place of peace about most things but I struggle with becoming him when I look at the bottle.

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Pride, Alcohol, and a Broken Man

I wanted to take a break for inspiration and super deep thinking to share a personal experience and feelings about it.

This year I will be 30 years old. I’ve fallen in love no less than four times. I’ve been homeless, jobless, and purposeless during various times throughout. I’ve felt that I’ve failed many times at being a good son, brother, and boyfriend, but at the end of it all, I can say that I honestly tried my best with what I had at the time.

Yesterday, I had a conversation with my father that hurt my soul.

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