I am sending my testimony and hope you will be able to use it.
I was about twelve when I started drinking with my friends at school, we drank wherever we could, putting make up on to buy alcohol from the shop, drinking at friends houses, at thirteen we went to the discos and pubs even though we were under age no one ever said anything, I guess we looked older than we were. We drank until we couldn’t stand, before we hit the pubs we would buy bottles to share, often being sick, it was a laugh or so we thought. By the age of sixteen I could drink and still stand it didn’t seem to have the same effect, my body had got used to the abuse. Some of my friends took drugs, others slept around, tried to commit suicide, I drank and drank, my nickname was the drain.
In my early twenties as I stood in a disco one night I thought there has got to be more to life than this, if this is what its all about then I don’t want it. So one night I walked into a church, if there was a God I had decided I wanted to know. I said a prayer that night asking Jesus into my life but it didn’t really change my life. I went on drinking and by this point I was drinking continually, vodka was the only drink I drank all the time. I recall my friend coming round to my flat and finding fourteen empty bottles I hadn’t thrown out. My stomach was on fire, my mouth full of ulcers and vision blurred, I wore sunglasses all the time trying to conceal my stupor. I would stay up all night waiting for the milkman and the corner shop opening at 7.00a.m. so I could get another bottle then go to sleep to get up about 5.00pm, when I wasn’t working, remarkably, I still managed to hold a job down although it was now obvious and I took more time off. I slept in my clothes and got up the next day and went out in them! I put mascara on top of mascara! I reached a point where I didn’t care whether I lived or died, hunched in front of the television I picked up the bible and read the words “”I will strengthen you and help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand”". No bolt of lightening just words that went deep, I feel asleep and the next day awoke still in a stupor but somehow with a sense that everything was different from the days before. Not wanting a drink which was unusual, I went down town, everything was so big and noisy, I stumbled home shaken and crying relieved to be inside. I drifted in and out of sleep waking to be sick like I never had been, my body sweating and my head I can’t describe the feeling in words but I just wanted the pain, the terrible feeling to stop, I felt like I was going crazy, I didn’t care how it happened, anyone to stop the torment it was unbearable, then I felt a hand over my head and like some hot ’stuff’ being poured into the
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