13 years Sober

Thirteen years ago today I came to out of a drunken stupor for hopefully the last time in my life. When I came to that morning I was laying almost naked on the cold hard tile floor of a bathroom of Las Vegas hotel room, again as this wasn’t the first time this had happened. I was in pain physically and emotionally. I had no idea how I had gotten there, nor did I know how all the bruises and scrapes had occurred that were all over my body.

I pulled myself up off the floor and saw a man in the mirror who wasn’t the man that I had intended to become. I actually didn’t even know who that man was any more. I had to get showered, dressed, checked out of the hotel and to the airport to catch a flight home. I didn’t drink that day and the next day I asked for help. The hand of AA was there for me and it worked. I stopped drinking.

Fast forward 13 years all the way to today and I am a happy sober man who is becoming the man I had always hoped to be. One day, one step at a time. I hope to always continue to grow and although I might not ever be exactly who I’d like to be, at least I’m headed in the right direction. I have my home, my beautiful husband, 7 (yes seven) rescue dogs and a loving family by birth, by choice as well as in AA.

I am forever grateful to all those who have helped me trudge this road toward happy destiny and am grateful for those who I will meet along the way as I progress. I couldn’t do this alone, and I haven’t had to do this alone.

Now having written this I’m all verklempt from the gratitude I feel for the life I have been given. Talk amongst yourselves.

Stolen Identities

It has come to my attention that a photo of mine from a 2018 post on this here blog thingy, has been copied and is being used on more than one  social media site under someone else’s name. It appears as if an individual is impersonating this other person using my photo.

Fearsome Beard wearing his Pink Pussy Hat hand knitted especially for him by our beloved Anne Marie in Philly for the 2018 Women’s March

If anyone runs into this photo if me wearing the Pink Pussy Hat, that our beloved Anne Marie in Philly knitted for me, on any other site than this here Fearsome Beard site, or sees this photo with any other name than Fearsome Beard, please know that the photo has been copied and is being used without my permission and that the name being used is most likely not the person who is making the post either, but an imposter.

Sober Beard

3653 days ago today I came to on the floor of a Las Vegas hotel room bathroom. Thankfully, so far, that was the last time I came to in that condition. My gratitude for the sobriety I have and the people who have helped me along the way on my path cannot be fully expressed. However that deep gratitude is there and it sustains my soul.

Ten years…

Wow.

10 year Sober and Grateful Fearsome Beard