After nearly 15 years of dating, fucking and loving alcoholics, this is what I’ve come to know about the subject: • Alcoholics believe they are the biggest piece of shit that the world revolves around. I know that while dating them, losing fights with them, and being heartbroken by them, and in the midst of that hole dug so deep and so dark and filled with so much sorrow I would say “no.” But, once the light shines in, our memories cloud.
My gift is not in knowing how to understand or even “drive” an alcoholic.
Instead, you should have a smile on your face and a heart full of fire.
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I was vulnerable in a way that I’ve never been again. An alcoholic doesn’t always look like a gutter rat.
I also realized that my asexual tendencies at that time—which resulted from my troubled home-life coupled with sexual orientation shame and simply being a late bloomer—could be quelled by alcohol. • In fact, in my dating mind, they tend to be attractive, outgoing, charismatic and rebellious in a sexy way (in Los Angeles, anyway.
But you should also feel as if sharing the same wine glass, same bowl of pasta is the most natural, comfortable thing in the world.