The Day I Became an Alcoholic

The movie in my head I wish I could forget…

Tanya Storey
Nov 5 · 6 min read

My hand slides across the crisp sheets, slices beneath the blanket as I roll onto my side. Only a sliver of light bleeds in from the black, triple weave, panel curtains. A dense pain drives through my left eye to the back of my skull. My fingers escape the warmth of the bed to press on the skin just above my eyebrow, desperate to alleviate…

Tanya Storey

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