The Functioning Alcoholic Paradox

Functioning Alcoholic

At the end of my drinking, there was no longer anything fun about being a functioning alcoholic. I had crossed over the threshold of functioning into complete alcoholic dysfunction quite quickly. Yet, I continued to fool myself into thinking I was  “functioning” because I could pay my mortgage on time, look put together (at least some of the time), and hold down a job.

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Cocaine: Dancing with the Devil at Dawn


When it comes to my struggles with addiction, alcohol was king. From the second I caught my first buzz, alcohol became my master and I was its sloppy, drunken servant. Since I preferred to drink, drugs were never really my thing and I seldom ever sought them out for recreational use.  However, if the opportunity […]

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