I do. No that extra $12 won't help you get out, but God's be damned drinking myself stupid certainly didn't.(I tried drinking it, that certainly didn't help).

I do. No that extra $12 won't help you get out, but God's be damned drinking myself stupid certainly didn't.(I tried drinking it, that certainly didn't help). What I did see, and realised more and more as I struggled, was that those few drinks was just an excuse for the people around me, to not do anything. Oh sure, when there was a bunch of us, they were rather elequent I. Their own way, about what they would do - tomorrow, or perhaps next week, or even once they had just a few more dollars. It never happened though. Out of everyone I grew up with, I am the only one to actually get out. Which shames me, I often wonder what I could do to have helped more, to bring people with me. But then I remember what it was like there. Those $12 a month spent drinking isn't money that could be saved, it's the opposite, the temporary high that ruins you for many more hours than it provides.