A Narrative Essay On How Alcohol Changed My Life

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In my early child wood I was mistreated by my grandmother because of the situation that I as a kid couldn’t understand. Being a child is hard to understand what was going on but deep down I always felt that mistreatment towards me. My mom was always a part of my life until the age of seven when she had to leave me and went away to the state. After my mom left to the state I was then sent to my grandmother to live. Living with my grandmother was hell, I couldn’t talk to my mom nor mention my mother 's name in the house, so my life began to get worse because I wasn’t able to see my mom nor talk to her. All this got me depressed and the only thing that I know as my best friend was alcohol.
Alcohol began a huge part of me. I start hanging out with friends that I never use to hang with and didn’t care about the consequences that was going to affect later on in life. Alcohol
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I drunk morning, evening and night like it was nothing. Until one Sunday evening I end up in the hospital admitted four days because of drinking. I almost lost my life, my liver got bad, but god was on my side, he said it was my time to go. That’s what woke me up to stop drinking, it didn’t happen over night it take time, slowly until I just could take up a bottle no more nor smell the scent of alcohol, no more. This situation became a surprise to me to see where I am at now in my life. I am at peace with myself knowing that I choose to put away my old habit aside to make something out of my life. In my situation, I use negative and positive reinforce to over my habit. The pressure of my mom not hearing from her, nor seeing her and the outcome of my grandmother mistreating me lead me to alcohol and being in the hospital almost lost my life and liver problem lead to me a positive outcome. Sometime in life we have to try and overcome our obstacles. Things in life happen for many reasons good and bad, but old habit died

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