Shackles of Denial

Gid

I felt like an animal in a cage, how could my friends do this to me? What where they thinking? I’m not an alcoholic; I like to drink but not to the extend that I needed to be here. I was laying in bed the second night and I was sweating; I pulled off all the blankets and took off all my cloths but the sweating didn’t stop, I was so hot, I thought I was going to die. I open the room door loo